I trudged back, entered, dropped trou and sat down. I'm normally a fairly shameful shitter. I wasn't happy about being next to the occupied stall, but...big things were afoot.I was just getting ready to bear down when all of a sudden the sweet sounds of Beethoven came from next-door, followed by a fumbling, and then the sound of a voice answering the ringing phone. As usual for cell phone conversation, the voice was exactly 8 DB louder than it needed to be.Out of Shameful habit, my sphincter. However long it had been since Brett and Lana arrived around 9, which sucked a loud “FU-UCCCKKKK” out of me. If I thought my life was getting complicated before, I did not know what complicated was. I began crying, though not the full-body, wrenching, heartbroken wailing of earlier, but it was not the short, “oh, that hurt, but now I’m mostly better” crying. It lasted no longer than a couple minutes, as my mind realized that things were far, far better than they might have been and that I. "Fuck her in the arse," Emily instructed."Nooooo," Lisa protested, eyelashes fluttering. "Not there."Lisa and I had kissed beneath the Eiffel Tower at dawn, looked down in awe from the glass skywalk of the Grand Canyon and watched the sun set over Ayer's Rock, but in eight years together that was one place I'd never been."YESSSS," insisted Emily, gritting her teeth. "Do it Gary."Without further objection from Lisa, she allowed my cock to poke at her quivering ring, as she in turn continued to. " His penis? He's going to plant it somewhere? Where?" Well he certainly can't plant it in his daughter can he? Which leaves whom?" In me?" Nikki whispered.My friend was pretty smart after all. Maybe Daddy's sperm had made her smarter.Nikki stayed for dinner with us that night. She often did when I was staying at dad's so it was no big deal. We'd do our homework together after school and then troop down for dinner. Daddy had also invited Carmen to dinner and that was rare. We were trying hard.