Youre just like your brother. You need to get control of yourself, or get the fuck out of my house. As my father storms away, I search through the pi...es of clothes on my floor for some pants. I grab the first pair I see and slide them on, almost forgetting about the hairbrush. I glide my hand across my nipple to see if I could finish, but the mood was gone. I reach for my lighter and my pack of cigarettes, putting the lighter in my bra. Calling for my dog, I put her on the leash, get my phone,. Sia hunted through the fridge, and pulled out milk and orange juice. I watched Jasmin find bowls and spoons as if she lived here. Sia pulled a box of Froot Loops out and both girls parked themselves at the table.Pouring cereal, bending to sniff it, apparently satisfied, Sia grinned at me. “I thought you’d still be at Jasmin’s place, you know, getting it on?”Jasmin giggled, her hand trying to hide her mouth, dark eyes sparkling with amusement.“I might have been. But you two forced me to come. She kept spinning her wedding ring around on her finger and she continually looked at her phone. She was waiting for someone, and they were behind schedule.I lit another smoke and took a long pull on my whiskey, almost draining it as I looked out at the mountains again. The sun was beginning to set by this time, and the sky was beginning to glow a dark red. Into my vision came the lady from the table next to me. She stood in front of me on the railing taking in the same sights as me.I had to. So, I added a mains vibrator to the list, nipple clamps and a remote vibrating egg to finish off. By now we were both getting a bit excited, and could hardly keep our hands from one another beginning to remove the odd piece of clothing like her dress, and my trousers when the phone rang, it was her mother, Curses, I continued removing her clothes and had her bra off before the bit about the weather and great aunt Maureen’s bunions was over. By the time they had started on Cousin Mable’s.