And that was the worst possible thing that could happen. All these hot kids, fucking and sucking... Lucy felt too disgusted to be aroused."No, no..."A...d her nephews, Mick, Keith and Brian, started to greet her. She could only raise her hand and fake a smile. Claire and the girls greeted her. It was bizarre. And sick.Then Bill appeared, from the kitchen, with a bottle of beer:"Hi, aunt Lucy."Well, at least Bill was almost dressed (he had a robe on)."Oh, Bill. Uh... May we talk?" Sure. Come to my. There was a pause as she seemed to gather her thoughts.We sat there, looking at each other. I couldn't help but let my gaze wander over her body. The few flashes of our night together that stuck in my mind were pulsing through my brain. I had images of her, pulling me down, groaning with pleasure. I admit that I wanted her again. It wasn't the only thing I was thinking, but it was a strong subtext to my thoughts."I think ... I might go home," Trish spoke hesitantly, and it was obvious to me. When it was up and running, he said, "Let me see this new program you've been talking about."When I showed it to him, he quickly jumped out of the computer's display mode, and read the code to see how it worked. Sometimes he'd be nodding his head, and sometimes shaking his head. When he finished looking at the code he said, "It's a good design, but I've learned a few tricks in college, and from some of the other kids at school. Do you mind if I make some changes?" Copy it to a new disk, and. "It's very peaceful," she offered, trying to make pleasant conversation. "It must be lovely living out here away from the city."Buck snorted, then looked at her quizzically. "I ain't never lived in the city. Ain't never thought about it, as a matter of fact."His face changed expression for a moment, as though Jane's question had brought a reality to mind that he had thought about but rejected for some reason a long time ago. Then he stood up and said, "We send this stuff to the city. Big money.