Lorraine flicked on the kettle switch as they chatted away in the kitchen. Alice realised that because of her earlier subdued thoughts she had display...d little interest in Lorraine’s accommodation. “Please show me round.” Alice begged. Taking Alice by the hand and leaving George to make coffee, she showed her all the rooms, the nooks and the crannies. The guided tour ended in Lorraine’s bedroom. Alice whistled, “Wow, that is some king-sized bed. You have that all to yourself?” And then. But, I was not finished talking to Tammy so I answered, very politely, “I’m sorry. I’m busy.”Well, things got interesting real fast. Simultaneous with hearing “No you’re not!” I felt a swish through my head. It buzzed! I’d been hit or swatted on my head ... or at least that’s what it must have been from the way it felt.Man, this Spirit thing was very confusing. I had no body, just a haze of a thing, and yet, another Spirit could HIT me. Plus I could feel it. “Weird!” I thought to myself.Tammy. He used his tongue and lips to collect the cream off her labia. His tongue added to her arousal, as his cock sliding between Aoife's labia added to hers. He licked Maeve's slit, sliding his tongue deeply between her sensitive labia, causing her to shiver from a small orgasm.The three felt the bed move as the rest of their family joined them. They gathered around Maeve, Aoife and Rusty and began to caress them. After Maeve and Aoife shared a passionate kiss, Aoife rose sufficiently to let his. They were simple shorts, with no internal 'net' to catch any stray elements, if he happened to get aroused. As he left the room he fought the temptation to glance again up at the photograph. He lost. He glanced, and in his shorts, he felt a short rush of blood. He descended the stairs and discovered that Dorothy was already in the garden. She was gloved and digging, and wearing a pair of close fitting jeans, an old mans shirt, and rubber boots. “Ah there you are, did you find the bathroom.