Erins touch was very light and casual in the beginning. But as time went on and Beth didnt awake and protest, her touch got more aggressive and delibe...rate. She had already caused a wet spot to appear on Beths panties and now she was so excited that she didnt care if Beth did wake up. Bravely, with one hand she lifted the waste band of Beths panties and held them up while she slid the other hand beneath them. She brushed her hand over the soft, patch of sprouting pubic hair and found her friends. Sorry, but I definitely can’t call you ‘Dad’ after this, you know. No offense. Wow ... but at least I like you better as a person. You’re just ... you,” I teased them, but all the same, accepted that the fantasies about Mom and Jessica would have to just remain the elephant in the room these days.“Yeah, let’s get to bed, dear. We can check out your ... stories ... tomorrow,” Mom agreed, actually taking Darrell by the dick and leading him to the master bedroom.From the sounds that followed,. " Bill said grinning wickedly. "It will be such an obvious choice everyone will ignore him, when the clues finally add up, it'll be infuriating for the loyal readers."Jennifer giggled. "I'm going to need new bits for the letters. Something about misdirection being the tool of a good mystery."Monica shook her head. "Are all the books written this way?" Only since Jennifer joined me. Before that, I had to bounce ideas off my publisher and editor. I think they have a good feeling for the book. Remembering his words about helping myself to a drink, I wander to the kitchen, and open the refrigerator. A beer sounds fine. Reaching for one, I look for a kitchen towel to wrap over the cap so I can untwist it painlessly. I’m impressed, it’s a good tasting beer, but then I knew it would be. Somehow I feel a bit naughty, being in his world in his absence. Still, I wander, and take in photographs, miscellaneous items left out in haste, or for display. I don’t open anything, I just observe..