She went upstairs, but, not without a sly over the shoulder glance at me. As I watched her ass jiggle under her skirt! Hips joined me on the bench and...we chatted about why she had been crying (which I can't discuss...AT ALL)! And, after a moment of sobbing in my arms! I got her to cheer up enough for her to get all "touchy/feely with my crotch"! We listened for the sound of the shower from the bathroom window overlooking the backyard. Hoping to get a good fuck in before, A, laid down for her. I would have loved to take him back to my room, but after the pep talk about all the eligible prospects awaiting me in Europe, I thought it a trifle lacking in subtlety.The truth was, at that point I did feel an urgency to get him into bed. But I felt the same urgency to be pressed up against him, to kiss him, to feel his cheek against mine, to feel the rise and fall of his chest as I snuggled against him on the couch.If I only had the time for one or the other tonight, this pleased me just. The big obstacle having been overcome, they relaxed, and began taking notes on Sue's medical history, in the hope of finding something unusual there.Hilary saw my downcast look. "They don't need either of us here for the moment, Jack. How about a coffee?"She led me out of the room, and into the coffee lounge."I suppose you've realised that there are two variables in this experiment, not one? Sue's genital areas, which is what that crowd are concentrating on, and your sperm. Which they're not.". "Do you have any dirty clothes? It's laundry time." heannounced, hating to have to speak to her."Open the door, I got tons!" replied Lisa with authority as Paul turnedthe knob to enter his sister's private domain.After giving him her weekly load she said, "Here, don't forget these!"reaching under her pink babydoll nightie, she removed her matchingpanties and flung them square at his face which ended up rebounding intothe laundry basket he was carrying."Don't fling your... undies at me" he.