“Jacob, it’s not going to happen. I tested the waters with your mom and she’s not into the i****t stuff. And as for you and me, it’s not a goo...d idea. But we’ve gone over that.”I had an argument ready for his reluctance. But first I wanted an answer to my question. “Come on, Dad. Tell me. Were you and my mom roleplaying?”He sighed and wiped grease off his hand. “Yes, a little. We thought you were sleeping.”I shivered a bit. “With you and Mommy roleplaying, no wonder I couldn’t sleep. She is so. Lauren and I have been friends since 5th grade, remember she and I were in Mrs. Lawson's class together? We been best friends ever since."I said, "Sure I remember all that."She said, "Well we have been a lot more than just friends."I did not understand what she was saying, at least not at first, and she must have realized it, because she said, "We have been doing it, you know."I was shocked for a second, then said, "You mean, having sex?"She laughed and said, "Yes, God . . . do I have to draw. They definitely never anticipated that we might have snipers, yet here they were. Their reaction was to hurl smoke grenades at us and try to advance under the cover of said smoke. It wasn’t the worst plan in the world per se, but it initiated the next phase of our own plan of action. We hurled Molotov cocktails at the foe, since these didn’t require much accuracy to blow up parts of the caravan. Till in particular enjoyed casting those at the enemy, as did Sardha, Becca, and Raquel.The screams. Shehad several of the bracelets on both wrists.She looked wonderful. Really sexy! The jewellery didn't distract fromher beauty at all, but gave her a completely new character, especiallythe nose ring. She looked exotic and somehow wild. She no longer hadher head back with her eyes closed. She was looking straight at him,her eyes and mouth beaming with pleasure. There was a slightquestioning, a seeking for approval, or his opinion. An eyebrowslightly raised, was it? Do you like me with these?.