"I was asleep before I could answer.Later that night I woke up drenched. I noticed the light on in the corner over the easy chair with books piled on ...he edge of the desk.Then Jeff was walking to my side with a towel. He wiped off my sweat. He put down the towel and placed a cold, wet washcloth on my forehead. It felt so good.Next he was running another cold washcloth over my body. The water replaced the clammy feeling of perspiration and cooled me as it dried.I still felt like shit, but I did. The moans became louder again and I rounded the corner into the lounge area. Piled on the floor were Abby’s jeans, panties, t-shirt and bra. I picked up her panties and bought them to my face noticing the crutch was damp. I inhaled and smelt a combination of her pussy and perfume, it was very intoxicating. Glancing into the bedroom, I saw the pair of them in profile; naked and entwined in a lovely 69 position with Vi underneath, legs spread wide being held apart by Abby’s elbows and her hands. Pounding me like there was no tomorrow, he had me screaming with pleasure. “Oh you like it rough do you baby” he yelled and moments later he howled as he came inside me. He held me tightly and told me how much he loved me. I never doubted it but then I knew it was more than father/daughter love. Quite frankly I felt the same way. I knew that it would be more than a one-night stand with him. We fell asleep in each other’s arms.The next, shopping list in hand, we went grocery shopping. I again. It's pretty miserable to pass the winter without someone to talk to." Well, this is costing you money so I'd better ring off. See you soon," Nancy felt a lot better talking to him."Bye Nancy," he said.After Phil's death, Nancy took up smoking again. She asked for and received her old job at Hooters back. She took off her wedding ring and stored it in one of her little velvet bag with other jewelry she had accumulated over the years.She didn't want to lose it. She cried when she took it off her.