"Only about ten-thirty," Steve told her, looking at his watch. "What time will our parents be back? Or did they say?" Yeah, Dad said they would be bac... around eleven-thirty or twelve. Chris and his mom are supposed to get here about twelve-thirty or so."Keri was acutely aware of their eyes on her body, and the effect it was having on her. She could feel her nipples start to harden and could feel a small amount of fluid seeping from her pussy to soak the very thin material of her skimpy bikini. He lifted me and sat me on his lap, my thighs straddling his. He continued kissing me while rubbing and holding me by the small of my back- my point of no return. I wanted nothing more than to make love to this man, which was my intention.He put his hands at the bottom of my blouse, almost asking for permission to take it off. I granted him permission by nodding into our kiss. I returned the favor by taking off his shirt. His beautiful muscles were bulging out as if they were begging for my. Your parents had no meaning for you. Tom did."Sean shook his head.Tom, his younger brother, had taken his own life at the family cabin the year before their parents died. Tom, the over-achiever with the mischievous laugh and the love of music. Tom, the 'A'-student whom, by now, everyone expects to commit suicide. Tom, the loner who cared little or nothing for popularity among his classmates, until he said so posthumously in a selection from his diary that was read at his funeral.Sean shook his. I sat up in bed trying to orient myself, and noticed a note she left for me on the nightstand. I picked it up and read, "Hon...what a wonderful night last night...had to go into the office early, breakfast is in the kitchen. Please be a sweetie and throw my laundry into the washer before you leave. We are having company tonight...my friend Helen is coming for a week holiday. We will see you at dinner time. Thinking of you, Love, ME." I got up, went into her bathroom to wash my face, and saw.