There didn’t appear to be any damage to the hall itself; at least, not that they could see. They fully realized there were three walls out of their ...ight and that it was far too dark yet to get a good look.“I don’t know,” Ardt replied. He turned to his son. “We should get back, we don’t want to be seen.Ardt made his way back to the forge and a voice from below called up to him. “What news?”“I expect it’s begun,” Ardt said gravely. “I couldn’t actually make out anything but there’s a cloud of. " Like what," she asked."We have already discussed the first one," I told her, "The fact that we are so aroused and so carried away we would not stop to put one on." Believe me from what I have read, that happens a lot of the time."I can see why that might be the case," she said with a giggle. "If a full blown orgasm is so much better than what I experience I think I might throw caution to the winds." Precisely," I said with a grin. "Then in our situation, living in the same house as our parent. .. more than likes you ... you know?” Susan cast her eyes down as she finished her statement.“Susan, I think you are reading more into this than you think. I mean ... we have ... arrangements. And I think that she is just ... you know, grateful.”Susan looked at Tom. “No Dad. I know what you have done for us ... and for me, but that is not why she feels the way she does.”“Oh? And how do you know that?”Susan began to blush, not looking at Tom. “If ... If I ... tell you something ... will you. "You can read minds can you?" I said."Of course! I'm a woman. I know everything a man is thinking even before he thinks it," she said."Well, you were wrong this time," I said. Her face showed surprise—no—disappointment."Oh, okay—I'm—I'm sorry—I just..."she started."No, I was thinking Friday night, not Saturday. But, Saturday's okay. Sevenish good for you?" I said. She smiled brightly."Sure. Seven is fine. Good," she said. I think I'd momentarily shaken her confidence—point for me.I picked her.