Was exactly the same as any other dinner. Mom chatted about her day, asked Dad about his and me about mine and then she and Dad went to the living roo... while I cleaned up the table, loaded the dishwasher, and cleaned the counters before joining them to watch some TV.Mom totally ignored my hints about her hair, my attempts to catch her attention, and my long looks at her legs and small breasts. Eventually, I became disgruntled and left for my room to blow off my built-up tension by killing. His hands began to explore my body through the soft material of my night gown. As our kiss became more intimate, I started hearing quiet footsteps on the staircase behind us. “Mom?” my youngest daughter, Emily asked as she peered her head between the wooden beams of the staircase. Immediately breaking the kiss, I softly ordered, “Back to bed Emily, it’s late.” “But mom, that’s Santa Claus,” she said giddily. “Emily, back to bed,” I commanded. “But mom,” she sulked. As I gave her a stern look,. When I returned with two glasses she had a handon his thigh and was smiling at whatever he had just said. Then shebrought her face close to his and let him kiss her, though she did drawback before the contact could become passionate. Not knowing what elseto do, I set the glasses on the end table by her. She asked him to openthe wine and, because it was a screw-top, he could do it right there. Hehad purchased a chilled bottle so there was no problem with temperature.Todd poured and then set. If the couples came here, they would have been forced to realize something completely bizarre had happened.”Hannah nodded again. “In which case they might turn back and attempt to return to Yellow Brick’s home complex.”“You think so? Unless they left somebody behind, there would be no way to get back in. The servos don’t allow unattended doors to be propped open.”Hannah shrugged. “But they wouldn’t know that.”“True. But if that’s the way it happened, afterwards I would have come back here..