I handed her a cup and she moved off to the soda machine, it would be a few minutes so I followed her and watched curiously as she mixed pink lemonade...with ice-tea. “Are you serious?” She put a cover on and shoved a straw through to opening, taking a long pull. “Mhm so good.” she said smacking her lips. “Guess I’ll have to try it then.” I said reaching out with my own cup. “Wait! Let me do it.” She said snatching the cup out of my hand just as I was about to press the button, “This. It creaked. "Ssshhh!" he hushed as he slipped through. On his way past the counters he had picked up a spatula, which he now raised threateningly above his head.A few steps into the room, though, he lowered it. Mrs. Keaton was lying flat on the couch, one bare leg fallen out of her robe and down to the floor. Next to her, on the coffee table, was a half-empty jug of orange juice; some architectural renderings were scattered on the floor around her."Oops! Sorry, Mrs. Keaton, I -- uh..." Here,. John‘s mother scowled, “Well I’m very glad you asked her before you began fornicating, at least I presume you did ask before?”“I would like to stay,” Jane replied, “I would like to stay here until I know if I am with child, then we can decide what if anything we need to do.”“Stay here?” John’s mother declared. “My dear you would undoubtedly be with child if you remain here, John can clearly not keep his hands off you.”“Good, then it is decided,” John laughed, “Have another pillow put on my bed. "Oh no! Not that one!"She looked down and confirmed that Alan's erection was still sticking straight out through his fly, and was just as hard as ever.Katherine had changed chairs to be opposite Alan, slouching down in hers while the other two were talking until one of her feet could reach his erection. Then she began sliding her foot all over it. She said, "Hey Bro! Look what I'm doing! Mom said no hands, but she didn't say anything about feet. How does this feel?"He looked down and saw her.