It felt strange to suddenly have her back in our lives. I wanted to ask her how she found us and I was sure she wanted to know what happened 5 years a...o, yet I didn't dare speak. My mom came back with the drinks, sat down next to me and asked the one question I was too afraid to ask. "So how did you find us, Janet?"She took a sip of water and after a deep breath said, "To be honest, I have no idea. Five years ago, a few days after I sent Stephanie my last text, the police were at our door.. ” She opened her eyes and looked all the way up, over the wall of his hard stomach and his rock-hewn chest to where he stared down upon her. Stared, and photographed. Her eyes widened as they were caught in the flash. “It’s okay,” he said. “This is your phone. A memento. Look how well it’s come out.”He flipped her iPhone around so she could see what he saw—a naked slut with hooped earrings and wide-staring eyes, her lipstick-painted mouth stretched in a capital O around one huge trunk of a. No arguments."Timothy makes us dinner that night."How do you know where everything is? I ask while I watch him. "Yea, I did a lot of cooking while you two were at school. Man, we don't even know if you two buds will have school at all this fall. Crazy right?!"I say, "Lots of people dying, apparently."Timothy tries to make us feel better. "Listen. Boys. I'm not here to make your life difficult. In fact, I need your help too."I wonder what we wants from us.Isha says what I thought, "What, Mr?. Of course I had a raging hard-on. Then the hand that had pulled my hand onto her breast went to her own crotch. She gave her pussy a little rub and then pulled the string on one side freeing the material. She adjusted her legs open, slipped the material off her pussy, and inserted a finger as she started moaning.After giving herself an orgasm she asked, “Would you two women like to join us in my bedroom for a foursome?”She said it in a way that was both a request and an order at the same time..