"Are you looking for..." Me?" Heather asked, turning to face the older woman."Heather!" she sputtered, looking in disbelief as Heather grinned at her...."What are you doing here?" she asked."Mr. Saunders was just about to give me dictation," she said, dragging out the last word, causing Kyle to cough uncontrollably in his nervousness."I was? I mean, yes, I was," he stammered. Heather winked at him before turning back to Estelle."See?" But... but you're needed in the phone room!" she said."I'm. I would wash her asshole after my sister has had a s**t session. First she would go and shit, then she will come to me and show her ass, I will use my tongue and clean my sister's ass hole by licking the sweet shit of my sister.The next day mom came to sister's house and heard all about our explorations. I was afraid but she complimented my sister for helping her brother to know about female's body. Because if learning from prostitute may bring some diseases. She asked sister weather she. Scott was positive of that. When the girls had left the afternoon before, Scott had seen them to the door. Just outside his door he found a handkerchief and a pack of matches on the hall floor. They hadn't been there when he had taken the girls into the apartment.All night long his thoughts alternated between what would happen if he was exposed and the glorious things the three of them had done together. One moment he saw himself wrapped in a straight jacket and locked in a psycho ward of a. John didn't tell Sarah. She would not have understood.At the bar where they met, he told him about Sarah cheating on him, how he found out and about her reaction. He also told Frank he had left the house.Then he went on to tell him about the hike. The sudden change that had come over him. And how he looked back on the last few years. The darkness he saw, or the film of grayness, rather. His feelings - or his lack of them, to be precise. It must have surprised Frank - they never talked about.