A little bit about Mike, he was raised on a farm in west Georgia, he hunts, fishes,and does all types of country stuff. One evening at the dinner tabl... my wife told me that Mike had called her that afternoon and wanted to hook up for some sex that night. And that she had asked if I could watch them. I asked what he said. She said that if I would allow her to do one thing to me that I could watch. I asked do what to me? She said that he had told her that the only way he would be OK with me being. "What is it you have to show me?"Martin turned in the doorway to his darkroom and waved past her. "Hello, Ms. Hyde," a voice came from behind. "I really liked your pictures!"Jacqui spun with her heart in her mouth. A tall gangly youth in security guard's uniform stood in the rec area twisting his uniform cap in his hands. Jacqui took a step backwards. She bumped hard against her nephew's broad chest."I think you know my friend, Charles Farley," Martin said, taking hold of her upper arms. "I. . . .” “Iris, come on. It’s late and I said I’m sorry. Let’s get into bed and I’ll show you how much. I’ll make it all up to you. We’ll talk tomorrow.” With her hands and mouth and our purple friend, she most certainly did make some things up to me. The talk, as I expected, never happened. It bothered me. I wanted more of Lia and she wasn’t willing to give. I didn’t know why and it frustrated me. Why wouldn’t she open up? I didn’t want every detail of her life, I just wanted to know about her. “Why not? We’ve shown you ours. It’s only fair” Gilly challenged. “Because you’re my sisters?” “What does that matter?” asked Channy. “We’re all responsible adults. It didn’t bother us years ago, why should it now?” I found that hard to argue. “OK, OK….” I sat to remove my shorts. “Oh no you don’t, you can drop your shorts standing up, thank you!” demanded Gilly. “Yes, standing please David”. Channy’s face let out a mischievous smile and she leaned forward slightly. I dropped my shorts feeling.