"Calm down sis ... it'll be ok," Abel assured. He put his hand over mine."I have to tell mom and dad," I sobbed."Yeah I know. But I'll be there with y...u ok? So you don't feel alone."I smiled weakly at my twin. He reached over and wiped my tears off my face.Tell my parents had been no picnic. I explained to them carefully that I was indeed pregnant. My parents freaked of course. Maybe they didn't freak as much as they would have had I been sixteen years old. I was an adult but still ... I had so. I might feel a little tinge of jealously when they look at you that way, but mostly I have a sense of satisfaction that you are my wife, and the mother of my children. All they can do is drool over you.”We didn’t talk any more about that for a week or so, but over the next several years I used every opportunity to bring up similar conversations with her. It finally got to the point that she acknowledged that the men were gawking at her, and she continued to probe me about my feelings and. My cleavage was indeed on prominent display but beyond that I saw what had truly distracted him. I’d settled our entwined hands on top of a growing bulge in his jeans. I jerked my hand away mumbling an incoherent apology. His hand rose and slid up my neck thumb tilting my chin up so he could settle his lips on my own. He kissed me deeply. His tongue licking first over my lower then my upper lip before sliding in to taste me. It darted forward and slid over my own engaging me fully in the kiss.. "Well, just because you're pissed off at taking it from the guests, don't come down here and disturb us. Or are you keeping your head down after last week?"Johnson looked embarrassed. He didn't need reminding about that. There had been the hell of a bust up when he'd been overheard muttering "Cocksucker" under his breath about a guest. They'd had him walking around the hotel for days wearing a penis shaped gag. The trouble was that had been his second major incident with one of the guests. If.