Pushed the bell and just walked right in. That was it, I was in there for the rest of the week, whether I wanted it or not. The smell of cooked meat ...nd sweat hit my nostrils the second I entered Dereks (and now Jordans) bedroom, it had been a hot weekend so that was acceptable really. Two teenage boys sweat a lot anyway, even more so when its hot. Then I stood in shock, the smell must of momentarily distracted me from what was obviously taking place on the bed. Jordan was silently jerking off. “Hmm,” I heard, “stuck again. What would you do without your big sister?”I felt her sit astride me; then two hands were on my chest, after a quick squeeze, she said, “Not bad.”Then I felt her hands move over my chest and along my arms, finally pulling my t-shirt off.“What do you say?”“Thank you, Laura. I don’t know what I would do without my big sister.”She laughed and rather than get up, stayed in my lap and started to rub one of her concoctions into one of my biceps. On the face of it, it was. When she had her control back she told Dex, "But just think of what she is missing out on."Now it was Dex' turn to be angry, but his control prevented it from showing. "Mrs. Santee, I have already said things that are disrespectful to you. Before I say any more, I had better go home. Thank you for the Coke." No, wait! Tell me what you were going to say. Please. I won't consider it disrespectful." Okay, you asked me to. Don't you wish you had missed out on all that stuff?" Shit! How did you get. ’ Margarethe found Robin had left her almost seven minutes of hot water, more than enough. She was asleep when her head touched the pillow. She remembered Stubb, mate of the Pequod: ‘Think not, is my eleventh commandment, and sleep when you can, is my twelfth.’ Well, she thought as her eyes closed, one out of two isn’t so bad, now is it? Margarethe heard the two bells clearly. One o’clock? No, not possible, she’d had too much sleep. Five o’clock then. She looked at her iPhone. Yes, five.