Mrs. Stone--"Just call me Vickie"--delivered two brimming tumblers of the ruby liquid and Desirée drank deeply. The sangria was pleasant tastin..., very refreshing, with a combination sweet- tart taste hard to identify. A fruit punch? No... the fruit taste was in the background, Desirée thought as she ran her tongue around her lips. A wine base, plus... what? She finished her glass in three more swallows, excused herself to find Mark--where was he!?--and the Stones who were both. "The shared quantum-mind would certainly explain a lot. It would explain the tremendous link we share between us. You know I feel as strongly about my Watchers as I do the Seers, despite the direct brain connection I share with the Seers." Yeah, while that's one of the more 'far out' conjectures, it also makes the most sense," Cate said, blowing a stray hair out of her face. "Luckily we don't have to account for how it could occur, since we're simply assuming you're utilizing a pre-existing. I put on some shoes and I was out the door.I knock on her front door as she answers, still in her bathrobe.“Come on in girl. Parents are gone.”“As always.” I say.I sit down on her bed and she stands in front of me. She twiddles her fingers on the robe tie until she finally decides to undo it. The robe opens to expose her in a sexy school girl bra and panty set.I sit there shocked... but at the same time I’m checking her out. Her beautifully tanned skin, her perky d cup breasts, her slim waist,. Then, to my astonishment, she returned the kiss!It went on forever, or at least seemed that way. When it finally stopped, Amanda licked her lips.“When you do kiss him, remember that,” she said.“I’m always going to remember that,” said Riley. “Are both my parents perverts? Is it genetic? Is that why I feel the way I do?”“I just love you,” said Amanda. “And I wanted you to do something with me before you did it with him. Now I feel better.”Riley giggled.“Look! We gave Daddy a boner!”I looked down.