Pinki allowed me to feel her pubic area, and bums, but when I tried to put my hands inside her panties, she got up in frustration, and started to move...out. This is when I played my card. I told her “I know you like to masturbate. I wanted to masturbate you”. Pinki was aghast, and realized I had seen her in the bathroom. She turned around in rage, and tried to slap me. I held her flying hand, pulled her close to me, and hugged her. She started to cry, and I consoled her saying there is no shame. That is true foolishness indeed!" Good terms ... you have spoken with the Gods?" Of course not, they're all Banished ... just how old do you take me for? Besides, if the God has any objections to my name, he can politely ask me to stop using it, and I'll cheerfully take another one. Like colorful gléaman clothing, and a stupid story that's been told too many times to still be funny, it's good to gather a few extra names and give them a frequent good airing out. They get so worn out and tattered. My brilliant mind came up with: "OK ... yeah ... you're right. If I HAD a pretend sister, I'd wish she was just like you."I know all you girls out there are laughing your asses off. But it was the best I could do in a crunch, OK?The amazing thing, now that I reflect back on it, is that it was enough for Linda. It settled her down."And If I was your pretend sister, you'd give me advice wouldn't you?" She asked that in a more normal voice."Sure" I said. It just popped out before I could stop it.I. .. and it's hurting Susan and poor little Nancy... Jamie, you've got to think of your family." She took a dainty sip of her martini and continued, her pearly lips glistening with the alcoholic liquid. "Now you and I both know that the only reason we had that little... uh, occurrence... the other day... was because we're not really ourselves... We've got to get ourselves together Jamie... and this is the way to do it. You can have your own house... John and I won't interfere with your family in.