Mom grabbed his head and started directing where to suckle and pretty soon she started moving her hips into his face. Eric was starting to hump the ai...r with his jeans on and I said that we should get Eric undressed. Mom agreed and she sat up and started taking Erics shirt off. I started trying to unbuckle his pants from standing behind him cause I really wanted to see this. Mom told me to go to her dresser and told me where to find a tube of lube. It was right next to a long box which had to be. That was about all I could really make out as the kiss, meant to be something special, turned into just a simple peck amidst the kissing sounds and rouge comments from my crew. “Hey you guys,” I said as Lissa and I stepped back into the kitchen while still holding hands, “It’s my fucking birthday!”That was the wrong thing to say. Everything, including the kitchen sink got thrown our way. It was not insults meant to harm, rather the admiration of my closest friends taking the opportunity to. That's when the doorbell rang. Alan went to the door, expecting to see Angel. Meanwhile, Brianna was cooking breakfast. When he opened the door, he was surprised. They had not seen their father in years. And yet he was standing there. He was muscular and well groomed. He was a business man, or so their mother claimed. “Dad?” “Hello, Alan. I came to see you and Brianna while I am in town.” “Bri is cooking. Come on in.” It was usually awkward when their father was around. He seemed to be more. Ken was an architect who worked mostly at home in an office within the home that he had designed and built. Barb was a Nurse. She had many types of training including ER, Anesthesia, Critical care and OB/GYN. She also had done some time in a surgical unit. This made her in demand anywhere she went. This couple saw each other mostly as they passed coming off a round for Barb and when Ken was in the house and not on a job site somewhere throughout the world. The flue had hit them both and they.