Breeches, stockings, and then his small clothes quickly followed and then he joined the women on the bed.Both Rose and Priscilla reached out with thei... hands to pull him up between them. With a pretty woman on either side, Jim was at a loss over how to proceed."Kiss Jim!" Rose prodded her friend.Priscilla leaned closer and offered her lips. Jim could feel her apprehension, her fear of rejection and his heart melted. He had dreamed of those lips once, and it was not too hard for him to rekindle. We can have a lot of fun together."I looked over at Doris and she had a smile on her face. I noticed the rest of the men were also smiling at the exchange between the two. I was a little hesitant about where this was going but Doris came over and pulled me to the side."Harry, he is my dead sister's son, and he is as gentle as a puppy. I think Sandra felt that from him and carried it on to its conclusion. I will guarantee nobody will ever touch her if he is around as he would break them in half.. He spun round in his chair, astartled expression on his face.Dad was wearing a peach coloured cotton dress, thick tights and two inchheels. The makeup on his face was not quite so skilfully applied as whenI had seen him last. Perhaps he was now being left to his own devices.It struck me that I, too, ought to learn how to apply my own makeup.Dad's mascara'd eyes were wide open, his ruby red lips pursed in an "O"of shock. Then he visibly relaxed. It was as if he had been expectingsomeone and was. Urge them tohave two or three children each. Three perfect futures for three perfectsons.What about Terry? She saw her triplets take leisurely strides down theroad; Terry ran just to keep up to them. She sighed. He might do okay atsome university taking some course toward some degree that might get himsome job in some company somewhere. Whatever.She turned to re-read the latest Margaret Atwood novel.THE COMMITMENTSchool had let out 20 minutes ago. Terry stood patiently near a bush by anedge of.