Joe had ducked out earlier. Jobs were scarce and he didn't want to be late and give the foreman an excuse to replace him. As Charlie went out of the h...ouse, Mrs. O'Grady carried my breakfast in from the kitchen. There was a bowl of oatmeal with a circular trail of honey on top, a day old sweet roll and a couple of apple slices. "Eat your oatmeal before it gets cold and I'll get you another cup of coffee." She placed the breakfast dishes in front of me and scooped up the coffee cup darting back. She was the baby of the family, and she looked up to James for his proficiency in the martial-arts. Like Cathy, she was into the idea of rough housing any chance she got. Though the fact that she often times spared in nothing but a sports bra and shorts that were more like panties than anything else meant that James was constantly left with hard-ons. She had golden curls just like her mother, Cathy.Then last but not least was grandpa Murphy. He was an odd, peculiar type of person though he. Anyway…” He held out the book to her. She took the book and said, “Thank you, and it’s okay. It’s sort of flattering that you’d even want to look, I guess.” The words tumbled from her lips before she thought better of them, and she realized that she’d leaned against the doorjamb, striking a flirty pose as well. “They’re great,” the dark-haired man interjected. “Dude,” the blond scolded, and elbowed his friend. Some part of her – conscience, common sense, or something – screamed in her head. Oh. Thursday was my favorite night. Valerie sat out while Sylvia, Jay and I took turns pleasuring each other’s bodies. Fridays, Saturdays and Sundays were for studying, sleeping, and exploring. It was still cool outside so we took walks around the campus but rarely stopped anywhere. By Monday I was always ready for as much sex as I could get. When one of the girls sat out the session she usually stayed in her own room. There were occasional cat dinner and dog food parties on weeknights, so the.