She had gone out with a friend. Maybe he could have a few hours to himself and satisfy the burning in his balls that the interrupted jerk session with...horny little Marcie had produced.But as he climbed the stairs he could hear his mother's voice and the words made him curious to discover what she was doing. It sounded like she was having sex. but with who? Cautiously he climbed the final five steps and peered around the stair rail into his mother's room at the end of the hall. She was face-down. . excited. Get comfortable in bed first. Maybe take your clothes off." "She told me I should do something like this, and I promised her that I would try, so here goes. I'm in bed now. You came into the room." "No, Dan. You heard a knock at the door first. I want to hear what happened to you and how it made you feel, not just what she did." "Okay. I heard a knock at the door and I opened it. I saw you there in a long coat and a fancy mask with feathers and designs on it. I was completely. ‘You can’t think like that, Kaylee. Besides,’ he wiped off her cheek with his thumb. ‘You’ll wreck your makeup and you don’t want your viewing audience of one to see you with runny mascara do you?’ * * * * He turned on the television, turning the set so that it angled enough that Tina could see it from where she was tethered. He had cable hookups all over the house, an easy thing when he did all his own wiring work. ‘Ready ladies?’ he asked, clapping his hands in glee like a small child. Tina. Since we wanted the sex of the babies to be birth day surprises, we had lists of boys and girls names. We held off on naming any of them until all four were born in case we wanted to use a set of names (i.e.—Athos, Porthos, Aramis, and D'Artagnan). Some were traditional names, some were ones we just liked, some were family names and some were off the wall.I wanted to name them Anne, Dorcas, Gillian and Miriam (five geek points if you can name the reference), but Melinda said she wasn't naming.