After a quick appraisal of myself, I realised that I was showing more cleavage than I probably should be. The boy stayed where he was, obviously not p...anning to leave any time soon. He was supporting his weight on a stack of library shelves which shielded our alcove from the rest of the room. He was also blocking our only exit. I looked at Andrea. At a glance, she appeared to be surveying our intruder coolly but there was a hint of worry in her eyes. Her gaze dropped to the large bulge that. It was kind of funny that they chose to watch naked from the be as they could see the TV just as well from the couch but they all seemed to prefer the comfort and intimacy of the bed and is just naturally became their routine place to watch from.One day, about two weeks after the bathroom door came off all three of them independently came to a lusty realization that had potentially life, or at least lust, changing implications.The moment came first for Amber. Unusually, Tom had woken her up by. As he was telling me, I could not help but notice Dawn lying nude in the sun. She had a dark glow from the tanning oil and small beads of sweat. She was a nice-looking lady and I would never have guessed she was in her thirties. She had small but very perky breasts with small nipples. Her bush was neatly trimmed into a small triangle and you could tell her pussy lips were cleanly shaven. It was a little awkward sitting there next to a couple that was naked, but they seemed to be totally at ease. I might have felt close to my daughter, but Ottilie was still an enigma to me. Well the one who'd woken from a Coma that morning was. The night before she could still be that young woman I recalled from our teenage ... romance.As Tara kept talking, I began to get the suspicion that my daughter might have bearing a cross that I had been totally unaware of. When I reflected on it later, it seemed obvious to me that Tara had been misguidedly been blaming herself for Ottilie's injuries; possibly.