She had discovered that she could hear them in the vent in the laundry room one evening when she was washing clothes, and since her discovery she woul...d often creep downstairs on nights Carly slept over and listen to them fuck as she frigged her pussy, imagining it was she her father was fucking. She would hear Carly's moans and her father's voice saying things like, "I want to fuck your tight pussy so hard, baby. Do you like my cock in your tight cunt? Do you like being fucked by my thick. I was exhausted and the headache I was sporting would leave me in short temper if I didn’t keep an eye on myself. I got up and went to the shower while the girls busied themselves with the rest of the bathroom. Then when I was out, they showered one after the other.I could tell they were both aware of the night I’d had and my mood seemed to infect them. They talked quietly and when we were dressed and ready, we headed next door. To my surprise, Lilly joined us and the four of us walked over. “Yeah, but that is IN Sunny Manor,” Stacy shrugged like that should be obvious.Her big sister explained it was like the difference between being comfortable naked in the shower or walking through a shopping mall.“If the same boys lived in Sunny Manor, they would have seen you naked, though?” I didn’t understand.“They don’t live there, though. It is bad enough that kids at school know our bus stop is Sunny Manor,” Stacy said.Her sister explained that guys often think girls that live there are. Kevin had seen the kiss, starting right then to walk over and confront them. But despite his intense feelings he forced himself to sit and wait for fifteen minutes. He reasoned that if anything was going to happen it would be by then. That would be the time to strike. As he sat his mind created one scenario after another of his beautiful wife screwing the doctor for whom she worked (he had met Grafton once while picking up Bonnie from work). Screwing behind my back, eh? We'll see about that!.