”The apartment buzzer sounded. “That must be Marcus,” Jackie said. She quickly finished her dinner and headed for the door.“Remember, home by ...leven,” Sierra called after her.“Mom, I’m an adult now. I don’t need a curfew.” Jackie looked into her mother’s face. “But if you’d prefer I be home by eleven, I will try to do so.”Sierra nodded. “Have a good time.”Glenn sat in the living room with his tablet. “Next in line is a new dishwasher,” Sierra said. “I’m going downstairs to take sheets out of. You stick something between the lips, stroke the little bud on top, and always remember to mind the nipples. They are the gatekeepers to happy town. It wasn’t exactly rocket science. I didn’t understand why some guys had so much trouble getting women off.She was still wearing her shades, but she chose that moment to remove them with a flourish, staring up at me with smoky lust-drunk eyes. “Eat me, pool boy,” she commanded.“Gladly, mistress,” I replied, and thus did Benjamin Fairchild begin his. Fake cocks. Vibrators. Anal beads. There were some strangely shaped things.And then I found it. They were right next to the butt plugs. I groaned at the sight of the tails. There were a cat tail and a furry dog tail matching the floppy ears my sister wore. I snagged it up, smiling delight.“This is what you need,” I said.“Yes,” barked Jane. She pressed her cheek against my calf again, rubbing against my hairy leg.I tugged on the leash to get her to keep up with me as I strode away. I headed not. " I picked up the stepladder and followed her up the stairs. In the dim light her white panties brightly outlined her rear. I stared at her panties and the movement of her slim body as she quietly climbed each step. I caught up with her at the top of the stairs. The hallway was dark and music emanated from several doors. Above each door was, as Jenny had said, a small transom window. "First, let's 'tuck in' my roommate Sheila," Jenny said quietly, "she's probably diddling herself." As we.