“Um…Yeah. I’m pretty exhausted, though,” I respond in my most soothing voice, hoping to avoid confrontation. I lay down on a big love seat nex... to the couch she’s on, ready to face whatever’s coming. “I bet you are.” Great. She couldn’t have said that with more sarcasm. “Uh, Dean? Why the hell is your shirt covered with blood? Jesus! Have you seen your knees?” The deep blush that filled my cheeks was almost worse than answering that question and having no explanation I wanted to give my sister. She stared down at the pictures in front of her. "Really?" she asked him."Yeah, sure," he said."Well, you know, you moved away, so it actually worked out for the best," she said.He looked back down. "Yeah, I guess you're right. But I probably could have stayed with my dad down here, if I threw a big enough fit. If I had a reason to stay."She shrugged, unable to make eye contact with him. Why was it so uncomfortable?"Oh well," he said. "I guess you don't care."She looked over. "No, Danny! I do. Believe me.’ ‘Better for you.’ ‘Let me make it better for you too,’ he tried to kiss Stein but the young man pulled away.‘You can’t.’ ‘Wanna bet?’ Stein didn’t protest as Daniel stood and stripped in front of him. When he was totally naked he sat back on the couch, his bare skin brushing against the leather.Stein was hypnotised. Daniel was a beautiful man and he knew it. He stroked his hardening penis. Stein licked his lips and moved closer to the desirable older man. He stood in front of. Emily didn't want to tease them. She let the dress fall away from her boobs and realized that her nipples were swollen more than when she nursed Jane. She heard more than one man say something complimentary under his breath. Complimentary and filthy at the same time if that was possible. Then she helped the dress down her body. Past her tummy to reveal hair that she had carefully shaped just that day and then her wet nether lips. She slightly shook her hips and her ass, that some had already.