"He thought about that. Took a sip of his coffee. "Yes, I suppose you are right. I just didn't expect to see a half-naked woman in my kitchen. You kno... your sister didn't ever dress like that." Well, not in the kitchen. She did moving between her room and bathroom. I've seen her growing up in her undies more than I can count." Really? Where was I during this time?" At work." Short simple and the truth."Yup, I missed so much of you kids growing up while working." He moved next to me. "Speaking. Are you coming ma’am? Are you his sister or something?”Grace just smiled, not committing herself as she followed him and Mo into an examination room. She wasn’t remotely like a sister of Mo would be. The doctor didn’t seem to care anyway. He called a nurse in, soaked off the T-shirt bandage, inspected and talked at speed, and gave Mo injections for pain, tetanus and shock, and an antibiotic.He didn’t say anything about it being obviously a gunshot wound. Instead he gushed about how the two of. I let him in, introduced him and we all sat down with a drink. The talk got round to what we did in the toilet. Joan sat between us and I took the initiative. I placed her left hand on Ian’s crotch and the other on mine. She began to rub us and I began to feel het breasts, I encouraged Ian to do the same.We both began to kiss her and it was obvious she was turned on. Not wanting her to cum too early Ian and I stood up, me behind him and I started to undress him, facing Joan. I undid his shirt. Wide wheels and custom paint adorning it, slowed as it approached him. Slowing even further, the van stopped just in front of the boy. As he walked up, the passenger window rolled down. He looked inside to see a beautiful blonde female smiling at him. "Where you headed to?" she asked. "Oh, just up the road a piece" you replied. "Well, hop in and keep me company, this is a lonely stretch of road to be traveling this time of night". the boy opened the door and stepped up to settle into the plush.