You don't have to like it, but you need to be patient." Allison started to protest again, but Jack cut her off. "I love you, Allie. You have to trust ...e."Abigail could hear her sister sigh. "I need to go. I love you, Jack. I love you, Abigail." I love you, too, Allie," Abigail said, then heard the phone click.Allison stood in the solitude of the restroom. She splashed water on her face, dried off and then touched up her makeup, trying to make herself presentable. She was already five minutes. Then Laurence started telling us what their plans would have been had it not been for the accident we had just had. Dee gasped as he explained how they were on their way to a swingers party about 15 miles away and that Rosy had rung them to call off when she ran upstairs earlier. We were both taken aback at this, as it was not something you would expect to hear from someone. I got the impression that they were testing the water to see if it was something that Dee and I were in to. We said how. This wasnot so. Lori said no. There was not going to be a compromise from her.When it came to Luke, there was no middle ground for Lori. She should nothave to even try to accommodate her desires with Luke's. Lori wanted thecake without being around her brother and that was how it would be. Fred'sdaughter was going to have her cake and eat it to.Alice knew how to stop this situation was escalating. She thanked Luke forthe end slice and said she would have it later. To make sure Luke did notknow. How much I wanted my lips and tongue on that clit, I wanted your pleasure as much as you did. I craved it, much as I spent the day today craving you, craving all of you, your smell, your taste your voice, your mind and its thoughts, the delight of just being with you.Your lips were glistening wet from the way I fingered you to orgasm before, and when I touched one of them, you gasped. I pushed my head down to get to your clit.You leaned back on the picnic table, relaxing and enjoying, knowing.