”“Hi Beth.”“Daddy! Hi! Is everything alright?”“Yes, everything is wonderful. I wanted to ask you if you guys had any plans for Christmas?�...�“Not really. We don’t have any family or close friends around the St. Louis area. We were just going to cook a turkey and stuff here at home.”“We want to fly you and Arthur and the kids out here for Christmas. We’d bring you out for Christmas Eve and if your schedule works, you can stay through my birthday.”“Daddy that’s going to be awfully expensive.”“Just. “You look good tonight,” I replied.“Gracias,” she replied, as she used her hand to flip her long back hair back over her bare shoulders.“Did I overdress?” she asked.“No,” I replied. “You look good.”She smiled a beguiling smile and rested her head against her hand, as she propped her arm up on the table.“You know,” Rose whispered across the table, “If you weren’t married and I wasn’t married, we’d be leaving here together.”“Yeah,” I replied. “Maybe we’ll get lucky and Lico and Katy will surprise. “Sal, his bed is covered with boxes. Can he sleep in here?” She shouted to him over the sound of a healthy piss stream flowing out of that big peephole that graced the end of his heavy meat. No answer. “Ok, but I’m sleeping in the middle. I don’t want him getting at you in the middle of the night.” “How do you know he hasn’t already?” She looked at me and we both sort of giggled. “I know you Weezie. The way you scream and carry on. I would have waked up.” I asked for permission to go brush. "Dirty-licious?" Lisa asked, her green eyes bright with curiosity."Mmmmm. Dirty-licious!" Shelly repeated, her eyes closing briefly when she said it. "The taste is very dirty and sour but there is something that is sooooooooooo sensuous about it!" Have you done it often?" Lisa asked, butterflies beginning to flutter in her belly.Shelly nodded."My mom and I are lovers and we do it at least once a week!" she said"Your mother and you?" Lisa gasped."Yes! Of course!" Shelly replied as if it were.