She returned in the afternoon with two shopping bags. One was from a boutique known for sexy swimwear and lingerie; she said she’d show him the thin...s in that bag later, when he could tear them off of her. The other bag she emptied onto the table: Seven bottles of lubricant.“Seven different flavors,” Heather said. “One for every day of the week!”Jerry looked at the bottles. There was mint, watermelon, cherry vanilla, strawberry, lemon-lime, kiwi and coconut.“Wow, you’re into this aren’t you?”. That at least, she told herself she could do something about, and the sooner the better.Waking up a half hour before she and Ralph normally got up on a Sunday morning, Miranda put her plan into action. Carefully. she slipped out of bed, making sure that she didn't wake her husband. Stepping away from the bed, she slipped off her nightshirt and the simple white panties she wore beneath it.Taking a moment to look at herself in the mirrored sliding doors of their bedroom's built in closet, Miranda. " My goodness, how unusual! However, I wish you well, Euphemia. Please stay in touch. I shall keep your father's phone handy, just for when you call. You will tell me when you make me a grandmother, I hope?" I will, Mummy. Thank you for being so nice. I like it."She closed her phone, and went to find Ebenezer and Isabella. She found them cuddling on the sofa of the living room. Her husband looked up at her, enquiringly. She blurted out:"Daddy is dead! He died last year. At least Mummy is no. “Let’s go,” Taylor said, standing up next to Julie, both naked. They looked over and saw Alex masturbating. “Caught me,” Alex said, smiling, she sat up and jumped down from the top bunk. Taylor grabbed Alex’s hand, and licked the juices off her finger. Alex giggled as her tongue tickled her finger. “Quiet, lets go,” Taylor said.The three girls walked quietly out of their room. They headed slowly to Julie and Cynthia’s room. Taylor grasped the door knob, trying to turn, “Damn, it’s locked,” she.