What about the wives? They are okay with them screwing me?" Some of the wives are swingers too and would like to get in on the action. You could alw...ays have sex with a brother or two together if you don't want to bed another woman. You said previously; you don't think you like women. Except for me, of course." So more threesomes? I am starting to feel like a whore. Are you okay with me having all of these relationships with your sons? How will we all act on the next holiday after you all. When I got to the table, Sephie joined me."Lisa is asleep. Oh, Lincoln, it's all caught up with her. She has deprived herself all these years for the sake of her daughter and then her husband tried to kill her. It wasn't a case of just beating her. He actually wanted her dead. I don't understand it, but he stands to gain something if she is out of the way," Sephie said. "She loves you, Lincoln. She just needs to get through this rough patch." I love her, Sephie. I always have. But you know I. The gift shop encounter invaded her musings. ‘Lucy turned gay? Was that her answer to physical abuse? Did she change sexual orientation, just to run from men?’ Faith couldn’t understand it. Men’s bodies turned her on. And good men, like Lou and Bill, certainly knew how to make love, and how to make her glad she was a woman. Grabbing the bottle and cup, Faith left the room and ambled down the second floor hallway. Room 205 was in the north wing, near the end. For a few seconds, she stood still,. ‘It’s…ah…it’s nice,’ Carlotta answered. ‘You’re comfortable, then?’ Marlene inquired. ‘Uh-huh,’ the younger woman said. ‘I’m glad you decided to join me this weekend,’ Marlene said, then she walked over to her secretary, put her arms around her, and hugged her. Carlotta hadn’t expected her boss to do this. Miss Arlington always acted cool and reserved in the office. She could feel the warmth of other woman’s body through the nighties they both wore. Even more confusing was the fact that contact.