”Wesley knelt to begin sketching the design once again. This time he sketched the crosshairs vaguely, indicating the signs at each end. Then he care...ully penciled in the star at the center. The two talked as Wesley continued drawing, marking off sections within the section with additional pieces of string.“You drew the string from Spring to Autumn and Summer to Winter,” Pol commented, surprising Wesley. “And the star is aligned to those directions.” Wesley looked at his sketch and again at the. She stirred the Stove-Top Stuffing. Her legs ached again, a perennial problem from standing for such long shifts. She looked forward to sitting down and watching television after dinner.Out of the corner of her eye she saw Cassandra setting the table and smiled. Cassandra had grown so much over the past couple of years, both physically and emotionally. Mary was so proud of her daughter and her ballet dancing. She could see ballet in everything Cassandra did, every move she made, so graceful. Marks phone buzzed at him and he picked it up to check the screen. It was a text. It was from the swinger couple that had invited him to their house party. He had planned, earlier, to stop by Val's party for a little while then head on over to the party and start meeting people he might want to get to know better both in and out of the bedroom. It was kind of late but the text asked if everything was alright and expressed that if he was still interested they had enjoyed chatting with him and. “The dogs you like so much already? The ones that like you so much already? We don’t consider them to be pets. Oh sure, we have to take care of them as the a****ls they are but they are much more in this family.” We all paused and watched her as she returned her gaze to each of us. “These two love the dogs. Not like you might. They really love them sexually.”Her mouth did drop open but her eyes were ablaze with excitement. “They fuck you?” And that is when her hand went to her mouth.Mom.