With great pomp and a huge smile, I lifted the apple high and dropped it in the center of her bag.I was not at all prepared for her response. With a s...riek that reminded me of some of my worst times with my first wife, she tore into me, spittle flying everywhere.“You stupid motherfucker. You have busted every one of my Goddamned cookies. You don’t have the sense of...”I tuned her out the same way I had survived Harpy #1 and vowed to never again answer the door when the witches were flying.✧ ✧. "Heather bagged the shower first and I lay on my bed, thinking on what had just happened."Your turn," she said when she emerged with a large bath towel wrapped around her. When I had finished, she was lying on her bed, with the towel still wrapped around her."That was so naughty," she giggled, "looking at those two and you touching me like that." Yeah," I said, "good though." Oh yeah," she smiled up at me, "I've never done that before," then after a short pause, "would you like to do it to me. Haven smiled as we heard the front door opening. "Good! Now we can have lunch." Well, well ... Good afternoon." Lisa's dad was looking much like he had the night before. He wore the same somber black suit and starched white shirt, groomed immaculately, and looking like fun was a grievous sin. He made me nervous and I was really glad that I wasn't Steve!"Hello dear," Mrs. Haven gave him a kiss on the cheek. "I'll have lunch ready in five minutes." Good afternoon, sir," Steve was standing up, so. ” As I sipped my coffee I awaited my responses. Most are flakey, stupid and time wasters, looking for a lead on or a quick picture of your cock. But you do on occasion get a real reply.Glenn was older, early 50’s, professional and clean cut. Not hairy, which is a major turn off. Just not my thing. He was suit and tie guy, an accountant. He’s more of top, but very discrete and closeted, which I get.Our e-mails were good. We both exchanged pictures. His cock was nice, by computer.