I was hoping I could ask for areprieve from wearing the Victorian boots later today, but since Tiffgave no indication that she was going to comment on... my obvious limp, Ifigured it was better to let it go for now.We had just finished the eggs when I looked at the clock and realized Ihad five minutes to be at the desk in that room Victor had mentioned.Tiff just sat drinking her coffee and reading the paper, not botheringto give me a heads up! Got to watch that one, so much for that sisterlyact. . there was respect and admiration for each other. I lived up to my promise that we could continue the nude lifestyle again, so we were naked alone whenever possible. It was the way the kids were raised, so it wasn't awkward at all. Since my daughter spent much of her time in school, it was just CJ and I.Even though I tried to downplay our sexual escapades together, reality dictated that I was fucking my son. Since returning from the trip, we fucked a dozen times. The temptation to have sex. What did he mean, breakfast, Friday? 'Oh God in heaven!' Sam nearly always delivered on Thursday and Friday, and now he wanted in on Jed's deal too. 'Oh Christ what am I going to do? Oh God...' Sam slapped her buttock loudly when she didn't answer, and she came like the proverbial train. She was now going to be fucked by Jed on a Thursday and Sam on a Friday, God no, Sam And Jed on a Thursday. 'Oh Dear God, what have I done?' Jed soon let fly his cum into Suzie's throat, and she swallowed it. Grown-up stuff. Caitlyn had never joined in; she was the odd one out, the one with nothing to contribute. Ironically, she never felt threatened by the fact that her friends had all gone to the same high school, had known each other twice or thrice as long as they had known her; it was the fact that their talk was so far over her head that did her in. There was a part of their lives she could never be involved in, and she knew it.Now that had changed.I've been there. I am there. I'm grown up.