Angie nearly jumped out of her skin when her brother let himself into her room and shut the door. He held a finger to his lips to shush her and sat on...the bed beside her. She never stopped touching herself."Frank, I can hear them downstairs. He's fucking Nicole again." Angie moaned."I know." Frank said. "Who do you think opened the windows in the study? I learned this trick years ago. I used to sit here in the dark and do what you're doing now while Dad banged away at his assistants. Dad's. No longer was she wearing the red top and skirt along with her red underwear; Ginny now wore one of Larry’s shirts without any underwear at all. Ginny kissed him as she threw her arms around his neck. It was a long and lingering kiss. She reached down and held his bulge for a few moments. “Why don’t you get your pants in the wash and come down and join us for a bedtime drink,” she told him. ”Don’t both putting pants back on.” When he joined them a few minutes later they were sitting in the. "But Ah wouldn't know what to say t' him," Darlene asked in a perplexed tone."Just tell him you need a favor," Brenda answered. "Jim's very good at doing favors."Darlene took a breath to speak, and halted before letting it out. She cocked her head and glanced around at the three faces looking back at her. "Why," she stammered, "why should he do a favor for me?" Why, indeed?" Ashley sniffed, and then didn't even try to hide the smirk that had crept across her face."You have to do what you must,". He was great, we laughed and joked about life and he even met my k**s. That evening, my k**s had gone to stay overnight with their dad, me and Pat sat around listening to music and drinking. It seemed like we talked for hours. There was a little harmless flirting, and it was obvious we were attracted to eachother, but that was all. At bedtime, we were both a little drunk, and we shared a long slow kiss before I headed off to my room and Pat headed off to my son's room for the night.Im not.