Maybe she should just give the money back and try to get Julian to mend fences with the family anyway. She had to think. There was the practical side ...f things and there was the emotional side of things. The emotional side would always trump the practicalities when it came to Julian. He’d suffered so much. Yes, she had to think. And more, she had to tell the man, whatever it was that she decided when she got done thinking.She smiled her welcome. “Right on time, a girl always loves it when her. After finishing the untangling of my dick – Doc had better not be watching – I drug myself to my home away from home:The room’s four-nozzle, variable speed, stays-hot-forever shower.No matter how much six I’d needed to wash off, I would never tire of the feeling those pulsating, rippling jets hitting me from every direction had on my muscles and state of mind. Part of it, I admit, was lathering up my long, thick cock from tip to root. But I’d always stop short of jerking off.Today, I just. With both mother and daughter, perversion had definitely set in. Ellen was heading toward her sexual peak. Her husband, never an ardent lover, was becoming less and less interested. She got a little sexual thrill from handling her son, and more from dominating him.Things had gone well past any justified inspections. The obvious goal was to get Floyd erect and to fondle and humiliate him. Ellen still went through the formality of if the inspection. But handling his hardness was what she really. She laughed. “I’ll clear it up.”“Oh no you won’t lady. You can make tea and I’ll have a coffee. Black - no sugar!”* * * *“Had you no idea, Mrs Holmes?”“No! Never!”“Mum,” Jenny said. “There was that time, you told me, when you came home early and found her in bed in the middle of the day.”Penny thought for a while.“Ye-es,” she said. “But she said she didn’t feel well.”“But you did say that she looked flushed and guilty. Maybe someone had been there.”“But how would they.