First things first, though. I made a will, naming Larissa as sole benefactor. I also named you as executor. Are you okay with that?”Danny was worrie... she could tell. “Is something... ?”“No! I was just being careful. The trust fund is larger than I thought, and I want to make sure that Larissa will get what’s hers if I’m run over by a bus.”“Okay, I can do that,” Danny answered readily. “Anything else?”“Yeah. Trudy dropped a real bomb on me. I’m not a Gunderson; I was adopted,” Helen stated. "No. No!" Don't you fib to me," she hissed. "I could see you staring at me." She paused long enough for my embarrassment to become patently obvious, then added, "Don't be embarrassed, honey, I don't mind. In fact, I kind of like it." She grinned with the last remark, pushed her sunglasses back up, and reclined the back of her lounge about 45 degrees. "You haven't asked me for any help lately, honey. Are you o.k.?"Her question threw me off balance again. I cleared my throat and said, "Yeah, I'm. Those too had been alien to her before she started to hang around with these two… Now she was indisputably better at most of them than either of the boys she called best friends. Somehow they had not only rubbed off on her, but brought out a whole new set of skills and interests she’d never thought she'd have… Just what had changed inside her since meeting them?She grunted, most unladylike, as a wave of pleasure rolled down through her. Sliding her along the carpet a little way and, as always,. My brain had heard her say "suck my tits" and that's what I ended up doing. I had never done this with either Emma or Ashley, so the newness of it penetrated my brain.And my libido.Pretty soon she was writhing under me, and I heard her say something like, "He's really good at this, Em!"And when Ashley finally pushed me away ... there was Emma ... topless ... wanting to see what my mouth felt like on her nipples, so she could compare that to "the others." And I should have known that "the.