“I cooked dinner tonight. It was nice. We ate as a family. Aunt Cindy was there. We even watched a movie. We missed you.”“I was working.” She ...olded her arms again, pulling back.“And you're still hurting, sweetie. You still miss him. And that's okay. I understand. It's normal for a girl to fall in love with the man of the house.”Zoey stiffened. Her face paled.“He told me. After you tried your seduction.”“Oh, god.” Zoey's breathing quickened.I scooted closer to her on the couch, patting her. We went into the kitchen I helped her with the coffee and we took our cups back into the living room. She sat across from me as we sipped our coffee and chatted about things, that’s when sex popped up again. Now I finished my coffee but she still had some in her cup the cups were nice and warm and as I told her about this one girl I was screw and how I liked to eat her out as well as how she tasted I watched as she put the cup on her pussy. That warm cup right on her clit and I knew she was. Laura took a sip, then burst out laughing. She looked up into his quizzical face."I'm sorry, but this... getting me here on the pretense of sharing a glass of wine when we both know your real intent, reminds me of a song from a few years ago." Oh?" An American folk music group from the sixties called the Limeliters did a song called Have Some Madeira M'dear except in the song it was just the reverse, an old lecher seducing a young girl by continuing to offer her wine and getting her drunk." And. I think us getting along made it worse for him. Good. We both put him on the spot. I said the facts outright ‘You lied to me and you lied to her, explain yourself !’. He tried with no success. Nothing believable came from his lips. We left it with her leaving after we had decided we would figure it out tomorrow. The only believable reason I heard was that once he learned she was a virgin, he could not help himself. But why did he not tell her the truth, bring her home, be honest. Not a word.