"They're with their father. He's leaving for Dallas tomorrow morning and wanted to spend some time with them, so they're over at the annex pool." She ...idn't have to say any more than that. "He'll be gone all week, so maybe tomorrow, the night after...?" Sure. Any time. I'm free." Just to make sure, I asked. "So he won't be there? He won't be at this dinner?" Now Jack, what do you think?" She gave me a knowing smile. "I thought Barry would have told you: Steve and I are separating." Oh. I'm. Just remember to clean it up after and I’m sure it will be all right." My dad jokes, and it’s because her and my parents don't even mind us throwing parties… since we just do not throw parties, and they really do think we are so good and clean and we do things in moderation… so if we throw a party it would be more of a silly, little gathering of nerds talking all evening about Lord of the Rings or Harry Potter. But to be fair we worked really hard for their naivete.My dad continues, "Oh! Um,. Inthe week since Sarah had found her, she had begun to learn just as Sarahhad, the intricate details of running a theater. And she also had begunto learn some dance moves from her adoptive momma."Ok Kitten. How does it look from your end?"Violet could see already what the problem was. "Momma, there's too manyred and pink filters on. Let me drop a few out." Violet adjusted thelighting again, and the stage took on a more subdued, softer shade ofpink."That's better, kitten. Mark that. I pressed the palm of my hand firmly against her mound as my fingers curled and brushed the hood of her clit. Her hips rocked slightly as she tried to coax my hand lower. I’d have none of that. Not yet. I slipped my hand back up over her stomach and cupped a breast and fed a nipple into my hungry mouth. First one, then the other as I alternated between them paying equal attention to both. Her hand found the back of my head and she pressed me into her chest, her erect nipples pressing against my.