She didn't say anything for a second. And then finally, looking at Sharise, and then glancing back at me, said with a blush, "It looked pretty fucking...hot. That's for sure."Sharise looked at her, glanced at me, and said, "You have no idea. Not to sound creepy, but your stepdad knows how to do what he did. I didn't think that many orgasms were possible. But Jesus Christ, I'm dripping."Karissa looked at her, and glanced back at me. She was blushing, and didn't say anything for a second."What's. The garage opened to an alley at the rear of the house. On the side there was a narrow strip of grass between the house and the edge of the property. After getting the mower started, (a push type, rotary cut), Kara worked her way quickly up the side of the house toward the front. Even though it was only ten in the morning it had already gotten hot and by the time Kara got to the front yard she was covered in perspiration. She repeatedly mopped the sweat of her brow with her hand and wiped it on. Apology accepted, and I apologize right back. I shouldn’t have teased you. It just got you more worked up.”Rebecca nodded. “Thank you.”“What in the world made you try to match a guy twice your size in a drinking contest, anyway?”The teen blushed again. “I thought...”Jack shook his head and served her the first waffle. He got the butter from the refrigerator and the maple syrup from the pantry. “The one thing you didn’t do was think.”“I’m not a little kid. I’ve drunk before.”“You’ve had a few. That night, I put up my post on Craigslist, and waited for the deluge. It didn’t take long. As always, all responses were funneled by Craigslist to a coded account which relayed them to the email address which I maintained exclusively for Missy, my female persona. Within minutes, the hits started coming, and it was always amusing to separate the wheat from the chaff. Immediately rejected were any responses which did not attach the picture I demanded. Those which did include digital photos were.