I did not know what to think, and by then I did not care. I just stood there looking at our reflections in the mirror, massaging my body, moving in th... rhythm of loud music pounding from the stereo. My body was glistening with baby oil. My semi erected cock was fully visible to Angie as I turned around and put and over sized t shirt.As I walked into the living room she was absolutely stunned. I turned the lights off and the only illumination was the plasma TV with some laser visual effect. When I got to the drivers door I opened it grabbed the change of clothes and stood there with the door open which shielded me from view of anyone in front of the van to some degree. I looked toward the back of the van to make sure no one was coming from that way. I then took off my shirt tossed it in the van and looked around again. There was someone about 35 ft away rooting arount in their trunk but they were across the row and the door blocked their view a bit and they were preoccupied. Then. One of the wonderful things about alcohol is that your inhibitions are stripped off like a strippers clothes. Alan was positively pissed, and I thought he was going to have a horrible hangover tomorrow. But I kept looking at him laughing in that irritating way, and I kept wondering whether I should do it. I was not sure whether he’d remember this. I just waited, waited and waited to make sure. Instead, he started it himself. “Ali,” he said heavily, “I love you man. In a gay way. I want to kiss. Jeez, I want to at least pretend I'm still normal." But you're not," Renee whispered. "Your touch is ... is magical, somehow." But that's only when I'm trying to reach within," Meredith said, gently touching her sister's cheek. "See?"Renee reached up and touched her hand with her own."Oh, but these tiny little hands are so-o-o special," she said. "They fit perfectly..." Don't say it!" Meredith said, drawing away. "I can't help that." No! It's a gift," Renee said quickly, reaching out and taking.