"You got to do Jeff last time, didn't you?" Marge giggled. "He told you, didn't he? Oh well, go ahead. I want to watch and learn your special techniqu...." Kris quickly uncovered Sam's stiff shaft and began to play with him. She took her time and she didn't seem to mind when Petra slid onto the floor beside her to get a close up view. "Sam likes it when I suck on his balls," Petra prompted. "Here, let me show you." Petra proceeded to put her husband's balls in her mouth, and then she moved aside. International morality, it turns out, was a complex thing. Both sides in a brewing war, I knew, felt they were doing what was best for their country and its people. Both sides were wrong. But not morally wrong. Just wrong.At least in this instance, the mere contemplation of war, no matter how horrific it promised to be, was not invoking any of my formulations. The war-planners weren’t dying.I had to find a way to head off the war. It threatened to become a wholesale nuclear war. I had to find a. "I just want to checksomething," I reassured her.And we kissed. A slow, deep kiss, like we used to, with our tonguesgently playing together. Then we pulled away. While it felt good, itdidn't feel right. I didn't feel the fireworks or the butterflies that Iused to feel."I guess this means I fancy boys now," I said."Or maybe tomcats," Jenny said with a little smirk on her face. I pickedup my pillow and hit her around the back of the head while giggling."I knew your sense of humour would help you. I didn't have a boyfriend and it made me feel horny sometimes when Dad would check me out.It was late one night. I had been asleep but I heard my bedroom door open. It was dark but I could see the outline of my father."Dad?" "Shhh!" He said to me."What's wrong?" I asked."I had to see you," he told me.Dad said he was thinking about me lately. He pulled the sheet back and I felt his hand touch my chest. I had a t-shirt on but my Dad fingers were probing my nipples."Do I excite you Jan?"I didn't.