” I didn't expect Ava to say that. I’m stopping my wiping motion and looking at her face: “It’s nothing darling. I’m gladly caring for you.�...��“Thanks dad. It’s just…” Ava is looking for words again: “I’m missing the warmth I got from mom. I’ve already mentioned this before. Mom and I, we bonded, especially when we did our nudist activities together. She hugged me, cuddled with me. I really miss that. I only realise now after she’s gone, how much I miss that.” Ava is looking even sadder now. Are. As I make my way over I slide the shirt off and reach behind to undo my bra. I throw them both on the floor. As I lay on my back I am left in only stockings, high heels, the skirt and the tie. I spread my legs to reveal that I am also not wearing any underwear. You just raise your eyebrows and move from the chair to the bed. All the while your cocks still at attention, which makes me giggle. I scoot to the edge of the bed and you just kneel down. I just open my legs wider to give you better. There's no reply, so I turn the handle and enter.It's a dimly lit room, but it's large and airy with a black grand piano near the window. Liam sits at it bare-chested, and if I'm not mistaken, he's playing Nocturne in C Sharp Minor by Chopin. Without a word uttered between us, I cross the room and sit beside him, resting my head against his shoulder. He smells faintly of cigarettes, limes, and bourbon. The Liam that I know doesn't smoke, but silently I listen as he continues. He'd only briefly. I got a little wink from Lizzie, Vanessa, and Sonya each as they took on their respective partners.In Lizzie’s case, it was an obvious family man, his wedding band showing proudly as he sat with his wife and three sons. One of them was the aforementioned pimple faced youth. The other two were a twenty-one-year old fresh back from boot camp, his Marine dress blues on full display, and a rather conspicuously stuffed shirt type with a business suit and tie. Vanessa picked the GI, Sonya the wannabe.