"You look like shit, too much party?" Yeah, something like that. Too much weed and booze." I took another sip of the beverage I tried to find a comfor...table position in the seat."Too much sex?" Sheila asked with a wink followed by an odd grin of inquiry.“I don't know. You'll have to ask them. I passed out in the second hand of strip-poker," I said pointing my thumb over my shoulder in the general direction of our sleeping quarters."Interesting," Sheila said with an amused smile as she scribbled. He pumped her hard and fast. She matched his thrusts. He kissed her full on the lips, his tongue invaded her mouth, her tongue his. He voraciously took her, her mouth, her tits, her cunt. Robert held Angie's ass and pulled her up into him as he pumped her and fucked her and claimed Dave's wife as his whore. He erupted in her, spewing his cum deep within her womb. Angie came as he was shooting in her, their juices mixing inside her.They lay together on the big bed, each totally spent. Robert. I sound like an asshat, he thought. He turned his head slowly, afraid of what he would see. Makena smiled sheepishly, a spoon in her hand and an empty bowl in front of her. She had demolished the gumbo he’d left on the opposite side of the countertop. ‘Makena! God dammit! Don’t give me food if you’re gonna come over here and eat it all!’ Giggling, Makena ran holding the spoon over her head, yelling out a rebellious ‘Screw you! Gumbo Revolution!’ She sprinted to the living room, running to one. I hope you’re right about Cassidy. But, Seamus, what about Abbie. What if these feelings only go one way?”“Well, that’s certainly possible, Father. Attraction is like love. You can’t see it or touch it. It’s just there, or it’s not. Would you like Cassidy and me to talk with her about it? We’ll do it carefully so she’ll be honest about her feelings. OK? And I’m sure Cassidy will actually love hearing how you feel about Abbie.”“Thanks, son. That’s a load off my mind. I’ll always love Abbie no.