I stayed over one night, just hanging out, playing some games. So dinner time came and i helped in the kitchen, trying to do at least something not to...come over as a freeloader. So i came up to her and kisses her on the cheek and say thank you for having me for dinner, but just as i did there, she faced me, and we kissed mouth to mouth. IT was accidently, but non of us pulled away or anything. There was a small silence awkward afterwards, but two wide smiles to make up for it. 'That...was. My life was what I had always envisioned. A fantastic family, nice house in the suburbs, swimming pool, nice cars, the ability to travel. I don’t want to sound like a snob, because I’m not. I’ve volunteered my time for many worthwhile causes and was proud that my wife and daughter shared the same sense of community responsibility. You’re probably wondering why I need therapy. Well, all those things that I mentioned are now gone, gone from me anyway. No, Amy and Sue aren’t dead. They’re still. We were playing a sort of tug of war with the hotel's spare blanket. Creating excuses to touch each other and trying to contain our tipsy giggling.In hushed tones we held a childish argument over who would get to sleep on the cot and who would get the floor. A quick bout of rock-paper- scissors left her on the floor. She feigned taking offence and insisted that I surrender my only pillow as compensation.We took care not to wake my parents as our activity fell to wrestling over the pillow. We. I didn’t mean-."The woman raised a placating hand. "You’re not in any trouble." She smirked again. "Yet." She pointedly looked down at Amy, then slowly returned her gaze to Noelle. "Let me guess... you two just gravitated together like you were both possessed. And fucked like rabbits, right?"Noelle nodded sheepishly. Who was this woman, the tentacle police? Was she going to get put in tentacle prison? Actually, that didn’t sound too bad..."Well it's not too uncommon in this business." The woman.