“Mom, Grandpa, what are you doing? Are two fucking? Do you have to make so much noise? What will the neighbors think if they hear you having sex? Th...ey know that there are only you and I are living here. They may call the police. I remember Mrs. Morgan in sex ed class said that a girl should never have sex with her father. It is incest.” “Yes, Jayme, it may be incest as Mrs. Morgan said to her class. I remember her as a dried up, very cold woman that had been deserted by her husband. But Jayme,. Two fingers enter me in place of his tongue as his lips wrap around my clit and he sucks as if hoping to be fed. My back immediately arches, and I push down onto his mouth my body craving release, but he stops and pulls away right before I can. He looks up at me and smiles.My hand grabs his tie and I pull him to me. Tasting myself on his lips, my hands push his suit off. He grabs me and now I am on top of him, his feet on the floor and my legs straddling his lap. I take his tie off, and my. Rather than have us stranded or inconvenienced he generously offered us a bed in his home. Knowing I myself might be a bit terse if Kezza unexpectedly did that to me I awaited John’s wife’s reaction with interest.When we tromped into the house she was in the kitchen. We all introduced ourselves while John told her of his offer. Beth’s response was a wide welcoming smile. She sent our two men back out in the rain to get our bag and clothes from the car, while she put the kettle on her slow. The sales woman had only *thought* she could puttogether a serf's costume, after all, and he had decided not togive her that chance.Only problem was that the damned thing had fit him as if it hadbeen cut and tailored just for him by a master seamstress. *Damned,* he thought with a half ironic laugh, *Pretty strangeword to apply to something fashioned after a holy woman'sraiment.* Once he'd tried it on at the shop there'd been no other choicefor him. He'd handed over his credit card without a.