Another week went by, barely distinguishable from the rest. Steve's calls were hurried and brief. Eventually Sunday dawned again, bright and sunny. Af...er Ralph left, Sara lay naked on the balcony, getting her tan and working on her job search. Sara had decided that, if Jefferson was playing dirty, she could, too. A friend in the Personnel Department had made a complete copy of her file and she spent her morning going through it, choosing the items she would use in her interviews. There were a. His aunt had told him, as they lay together, that his father was weak. He hadn’t had the guts to take what by rights belonged to him. - he hadn’t quizzed her what she meant.Anyway, sex was paramount in his teen brain and he determined he wouldn’t be weak. He would start tonight. Everyone had already gone to bed. He would give it a half hour then make his first move. In the darkness he slipped into Cate’s room. He could make out his younger sister’s sleeping form under her sheet. Quietly he. Her thrusting hips made that clear. But Mary remembered the pain, when Bobby had put only a little of his finger in her. Her own hand went between her legs. She’d never put anything inside her, but now, she slipped one fingertip in. She hit her barrier immediately, and felt the twinge of pain as she experimented, pushing against it. She felt part of her fingertip slip to one side of that barrier. There wasn’t room to push much, and when she did, it was uncomfortable ... like picking at a scab.. Susanna took one. Michael took the other. She put her hands behind her head and turned her face skyward, to the spectral light of the moon. If anything, Michael thought his mom looked even more beautiful under the light of the moon than she had during the day.Susanna looked young for her age in any light, but the light from the moon softened and took years off her skin. Her chest was arched, and her breasts lay firm against it, nipples pointed up. Michael's eyes traced a curve between her.