Her rosy lips open as well, and the words »Where am I?« are tumbeling out like ivory dice on the green felt of a gambling table. »You're not hurt -...we had a collision - remember? Just relax! I will make you a cup of tea!«, so I inform her, annoyed that she had interupted my private meditation. I get up quickly to make her a hot brew. A couple of drops of rescue remedy and a spoon full of honey to it, that should revive her well! And really: She drinks the whole cup in one go! »You run into me!. Erotic before.Shirl got back up, bumping her aside. Between the two of them, I was as hard as I had even been, hopeful I wouldn’t cum in my pants.I pulled my cousin up close to me, and we danced together for a moment, before Betty snatched me away, crushing her body against mine.The door opened, and it was Mom, who joined in on the dancing for a couple of moments, before she said, “If you were going to have a dance party, why didn’t you ask me, Priest?”“It was for the pretty girls who weren’t. I’m not going to stand in judgment over any of their choices. I intend to simply welcome them into loving arms and support them in their life decisions. It was time to put them in action—to prove I was the kind of man I wanted to be.“Cassandra, my baby girl, I won’t try to understand and I won’t try to use all the terms associated with this. I will not refer to my sons-in-law or my daughter’s wife. When you are ready, I will simply refer to you all as my daughters and my sons.” Cassie hugged me. We were playing on the podium. We took a break and went back for the sled. We wanted to order drinks and two cocktail glasses were already waiting for us. A couple of guys on the other side of the sled toast us. We smiled and thanked. The boys were younger, which we liked. That to us women of good age, good looking young men are sending out drinks. The cocktail was sweet, of good taste, we almost drink at ones and went to dance again. The guys who sent us drinks came to play with us. They made.