"Look, mum," she said with an anxious expression."You'll have to know now. Graham and I thought it was kinder not to tellyou, we've known for ages. Th...at's Judy - Dad's new girlfriend. They'vebeen together since soon after you split up and Dad got his new place.She works for a firm that does business with him, assessing workers'compensation or something. I've met her a few times and she always greetsme like a longlost friend. I find it embarrassing but I don't want to doanything to cause trouble. There was something about my pretty step-sister and the use of bananas that triggered an arousal of my libido no matter how tired or exhausted I was. This time, I was on pins and needles waiting to see how my step-sister was going to prepare the fried bananas dish for our eating pleasure.She peeled two of the longest and thickest bananas and showed me that the fruit had a firm consistency of just recently ripened shafts and suddenly my mouth filled with anticipatory saliva imagining them. It fell onto the floor when I was folding bags the next day. He was at school.The card read, "S.M.O.M.S. Sharing strength to survive our boys." That bit was printed. On the back, in handwritten blue ink, it said, "Ask for Ingrid when languishing books are first available."Then I laughed. But I had to wait another shame filled day until I could reach the library by opening time. I saw the woman again, through the glass door. She was unlocking it. When it opened, I nearly hugged her. "Ingrid?". While still holding firmly with one hand, maybe to keep it from getting away, her other hand began a miraculous journey up the craggy sides, following fascinatingly a distended vein until it disappeared just beneath the base of his foreskin. As she continued up she squealed with delight as she found that his foreskin moved. Slowly she retracted it on its moist tracks until the flaming glans was revealed in all of its glory. Her other hand was fascinated by every pulse in his body each bringing.