It was a hot summer evening during which Karen once again surprised me and my dad with her cooking talents.My dad is a typical businessman. He’s bus... all the time. All he talks about is economics, finances and other fancy stuff that are boring enough to kill a dead man. I have a suspicion that Karen married my dad just for his money. She loves sex and money. But, of course, she loves those things separately. And I don’t think it’s a bad thing. I actually admire her. She’s courageous enough to. Not in this crowded wagon, with her children sleeping right next to her. That knowledge brought the first sound to her throat that Becky recognized as frustration."I ache," she whined, pressing her loins to AJ's.AJ was also aware that what should happen naturally had to give way to the circumstances. In a strange way he didn't really mind, because her willingness to do what they had already done was obviously and gloriously consenting. That suggested that it could occur again, in a more private. I took a deep breath and sighed. “Well, some of this is not gonna be a complete surprise. Holly, you’re aware that Linda is at least curious about being with another girl, right?”Keith jerked his head at that, but Holly just nodded.“Well, one of the little games we sometimes do is that I tease her about it. Yesterday morning I teased her about Gloria, and it drove her crazy as I made a little quasi-lesbian fantasy about Gloria with her big breasts masturbating as she had a fantasy about Linda. It would have been a novel thought to the 19-year old puppy that things should be otherwise. ‘Oh,’ I said. I had written one story that had gotten me second prize in a contest sponsored by the big private university in our city. It meant a half-scholarship, but the other half, all of $800, would have been to my widowed mother with three children and her aged mother to support, like three million dollars would be to me today. I wrote another story that I submitted to the magazine. Apparently.