Nothing unusual. Then he looked closer. The hairs were short and curly and looked like the kind of hairs that come from between a persons legs. John g...anced at his daughters sleeping form, wondering if he was right. If he was, then Janie had been fucking herself with the hairbrush handle. He began thinking. Melanie had spent the night so probably she had been in on it, too … His cock started tingling. So, his young, innocent daughter and her equally young and innocent girl friend had been. Again. Very softly it knocked for a third time and Carla said in a soft, calming voice a mother probably would use when her c***d was afraid of monsters under the bed: "Ted? I'm... I'm sorry for what happened."Then there was a few seconds of silence."Ted, please let me talk to you, I couldn't live with myself when I know I made my brother said."another period of silence followed. "Come on, tell me how to make it up to you." Carla's voice came from outside the door. This time instead of silence. Finally, she stood on shaking legs and moved to the isle. As they left the theater, Tommy had to walk behind his mother in hopes that no one could see his erection. Sue took a deep breath and sighed as she walked up the aisle in front of Tommy. She wondered why he lagged behind her. She glanced back and realized the problem that her young date had. She had to restrain herself from looking back at her son a second time. Suddenly, it was like she was in high school again. It brought back so many. She yawned and would have fallen asleep, perhaps, if the stone door hadn’t been opened with careless noise. She flickered her eyes, and saw a young woman standing over her. She would have sprung up immediately, hadn’t the black-haired one hushed her and pointed her to stay where she was. For a moment it appeared to her as if she were still tied with hands and feet. Frustration threatened to strike again, but she wouldn’t show her distress to a stranger. But what was that...? Something in that.