Now let ME get personal.’ ‘Shoot.’ ‘You’re close to forty years old. So why haven’t you ever married? Are you one of those guys who can’... commit?’ Hands still stuffed inside his pockets, he faces her. ‘No, just one of those guys still searching for his dream mate, I suppose.’ ‘You’re a fan of ‘The Bachelor,’ I bet, holding the final rose, looking for that ideal woman.’ He laughs. ‘I do watch that show, one of my guilty pleasures, I must admit.’ He then picks up a twig, holds it up and says,. .. or dare?”It hadn’t taken long to get my sister hypothetically drunk and playing her favorite party game.A game of truth or dare that had gotten increasingly sexual.Not the dares, I should specify. No, I didn’t want to do anything that would risk my sister waking up, and so I’d kept the dares stupid - the kind of dares that you see people doing in movies all the time.Honestly, I’ve never been drunk. But Lucy has, and so her brain was able to fill in the gaps.“I pick truth,” I said - I’d been. And that she really liked us touching her while we put dollar bills in her bikini. Steve rewound the tape and played it three times showing them naked. Everyone commented on their tits, pussies and asses. He paused the tape to show stills of their naked tits, pussies and asses. He had zoomed in on them and had close-ups. He got a close-up of Debbie bent over with her legs spread. Debbie's cunt was spread wide open and her swollen clit was sticking out. Her naked ass hole looked like it. My emotions were very unsettled. Lust wasn't the problem with Karen; my problems with her were related to how much I trusted her and to how we fit socially. Complicating this was that Karen had changed over the summer; I liked the new Karen.During the summer, I had visited Karen twice when I met with Senator Sparkman to enlist his help to obtain federal funding for a medical school in Mobile. The meetings with the Senator seemed productive, but they were not nearly as enjoyable as the sex.