A few minutes later when we had calmed down, I noticed that the room was empty. Somewhere in there, everyone had left the room, including Granny Campb...ll.I could sense that everyone had cleared out of the house to give us some privacy and Granny had headed home.I sat up and grabbed Sally around the waist, standing up and lifting her with me. Then I tossed her over my shoulder and started upstairs to the master bedroom. In the back of my mind I knew that Sally could probably incapacitate me if. Even the opera down at the Dorothy Chandler Pavilion that I only attended under protest to please my wife. Well, ex-wife. Damn. I’d actually grown rather fond of ‘Nessun dorma.’I picked up my water bottle (lots of bottled waters left at every 7-11 store) and took a swig.Initially I had been hitting the liquor stores and drinking up the really expensive stuff. You know you can get a really bad hangover, even from some of the best single malt Scotch? I really liked the smoky tasting stuff from. I’m sure it gave him a thrill. The store was practically empty; it was cold enough to keep people home. I made my way to the back of the store to the outdoor garden centre where Max was working alone. He smiled as he saw me, knowing full well what I was wearing under my coat. He took my hand, lead me to one of the display sheds in the corner and we went inside without a word. He removed my coat and slowly traced his fingers down my naked body, held me with some force against the wall and. Hanna had never actually played with it. She probed a moment before her fingers sunk into the warmth of her tiny hole.Susan was watching her sister intently as she followed her instructions. When she saw the finger disappear in the bald mound she knew to give the next instruction."Now pull your finger straight up the crease until you find a bump right above your hole," Susan directed breathlessly as she demonstrated.Hanna gasped as her finger touched the tiny bundle of nerves. "Ohhhh, that.