So ... right.Morgan and April stirred few minutes later. The girls trudged up the steps wearing the same clothes from the day before. Their hair was a...mess. Their make-up had long since rubbed off. They hadn't brushed their teeth in over twenty-four hours.They found Gabe in the kitchen. He was reading the directions on a box of hashed brown potatoes. A carton of eggs, some milk and a package of bacon sat on the counter. He was obviously lost."Good morning, girls," he said with a broad smile. The lingering buzz from the healthy shot had me talking more about finding a real cock to suck, what cum tasted like, and if Missy thought I could really hook up with a guy. The nerves were definitely gone and the more we talked, the hornier I was getting.We had decided that I should probably be an out-of-town relative instead of a new friend since after tonight who knew how many times Jenni would return. Being the mystery girl fit my persona all too well. For the first thirty minutes or so, we. I needed to prove to myself that I could do it.We ate at a cozy upscale restaurant. She asked for a booth that was out of the heavy traffic area. She said she always gets what she wants. Well almost always, she wanted me again, just one last time.I asked her about Karen, would she fuck her sister's boyfriend and future husband?She looked at me and said, "Yes, I would. You were my boyfriend first and until you're married you are still fair game." I love my sister, but at the same time she has. "Yeah." But ... The..."Her father squinted at her good-naturedly. "Am I missing something here?" But ... Look at her," said Emma. "And ... And look at you. You're in ... You're in such ... Different leagues."She felt her face redden. What a thing to say to her own parents!But her father laughed. "You just noticed?"But her mother didn't. "Emma. 'League' is... 'League' isn't about how good someone looks, or, or how well they dress. 'League' is about perception. Yes, there's a bit of a disparity.