Pop. And the sweater was off. I watched his eyes linger on me. I know that I still look damn good for 52. My abs are rock hard and my tits look pre...ty good behind a nice bra. They look good fully exposed in fact, but that is not part of the price of admission.“Do you mind turning around so that I can unzip the back of your skirt now?”And I did. Rising off the chair I turned my ass to him as I stood in a bra, a skirt, and heels. Hands lingered on my ass cheeks a bit longer than I expected. I have seen the wedding photos. What’s going on, Annabel?”Amelia spoke next, “Annabel was being factually correct. To repeat: Our parents want to get married.”Tracy suddenly twigged. “You mean, our mum and dad, and your mum? Weird!”Annabel said pointedly, “What’s weird about it? On Rehome, where the four of us married Trevor?”Dinah squealed. “Oh. Yes. Wow! ALL our parents are going to be married, together? Then Amelia would REALLY be our sister? Lovely!”Amelia added, “I don’t know if this. "After you come back from Atlanta we'll have a new game to play. That will be fun," she answered."Come with me," I practically begged, but to no avail. She was staying in Pontiac to work on a paper.We finished the second quarter and Shirley drove me to the airport to catch my flight on Sunday afternoon. "Pay attention. I want to hear every detail," were her parting words.Holly's house was exactly like I remembered from two months ago, except that she wasn't there. I called home to say I had. .."Oops..." A feminine voice said."I apologize," I said, catching her papers. I looked up and sure enough, it was her. My erection began to grow. I wanted to fuck her then and there. But I noticed something about her. I gave her back her papers she almost dropped."Thanks. Do I know you?" She said."Was that why you looked so perplexed?" I said."Partially," She smiled and laughed."I'm just an old friend. I went to high school here. Had some of the best experiences here. Graduated a few years.