" That's fine, I guess." frowned Stella. "But I have the strangestfeeling that it was _too_ easy." What's bothering you now, Stel." It was those two ...irls, Sam and Charlie." she replied."What about them?" I don't know exactly. They just seemed so sexy. And on top ofeverything else, they were so ... _big_, Marsha." she tried toexplain. "While I was talking with them, I was not only gettingjealous of them, but I was starting to feel totally inadequate atthe same time. Weren't you?" she. “I keep thinking that it could have been me, not Jason. Like I dodged a fucking bullet or something.”A look of revelation crossed Kara’s face.“Like with Wen! It’s survivor’s guilt again! You’re beating yourself up not only because you lived and she died, but because Jason is suffering. I have news for you, husband - Jason would have suffered even if Stephie had never gone to him. How would YOU feel if something happened to Kathy now? Or Bethany? You know, like it almost did two years ago?”I. “You sure?”She squirmed again.When I unbuttoned her jeans, Sia laughed lightly. She crossed her feet closing her thighs tightly as I fished down inside. Soft cotton brushed against my fingertips.A bit of force and I was cupping soft cotton covering Sia’s pussy.The dinner knife slipped off the slice of bread, spreading mayo on the counter.“Daaaad! I can’t make lunch when you’re doing that.”Tracing the outline of my daughter’s cleft, rubbing the bulge of my erection against her delectable rump, I. He looks me over appreciatively and while I feel a little embarrassed, hesays, "I can see the resemblance between you two. Although, um, don'ttell Andrea, I think you're the prettier cousin."His eyes just seem almost hypnotic at this moment and I just look up intothem. I flush a little at his compliment and try to say something,"Well, I, uh, thank you."Barely pausing as if he gets this reaction often, he says, "Have you hadbreakfast yet? I whip up a mean omelette if you'd like!" Oh, uh, I.