‘Priscilla?’ I yelled up the stairs for my daughter. ‘Priscilla, why is there a pile of dog shit the size of a Studebaker on the floor down here... Don’t you know how to let the dog out?’ There was no response. That’s when I noticed that Jack was sleeping on the forbidden sofa. He lifted his head and looked at me like I should keep my voice down while he was resting. ‘What’s that?’ I asked him, pointing to the mammoth pile on the carpet. He yawned, jumped off the couch, and waddled over to his. But my hopes were dashed because she wore a dark red t-shirt that covered high up to the collarbone and totally cannot see through. It was totally unexpected, but she was trying to clothe my son. And he was throwing a tantrum and didn’t want to wear his shirt. She had to bend down to make him wear his shirt, and she knew I was looking that direction just three feet away. But she bent in a different angle away from me, so I could not see anything. Then all of a sudden she turned in the ensuing. ”Jenny studied them with a raised eyebrow. “Have you two been taking care of each other for a long time?”“Since we were roommates our freshman year in college,” Beth said with a grin.“So… would you categorize yourselves as ‘bi’?” Jenny asked.“I don’t think we’ve ever put a label on it, but I think it would be reasonable to say we’re ‘bi.’ We’ve shared men and shared ourselves for many years. I think I could be quite happy living with Beth and having sex with only her,” Lexi explained.“But you. We've got to help them out when this holiday is over though,they have both done so much for us over the years" he said referring to hisparents."Oh absolutely" said Imogen, "but in the meantime I think the best way thatwe can help them is if we thoroughly enjoy ourselves, it's what they'vearranged this holiday for and we mustn't let them down. I know it's earlybut have you got any plans for today - I fancied going down the beach andseeing if there's any talent followed by an evening down that.