"I mentioned last night that you might be a little fuzzy on the detailsin the morning and that you should stop by when you had a moment Donna."he said...."You came in here looking for a bar last night, but instead of there youcame in here. We got to talking and you were telling me why you wantedto get really drunk. You already had a couple earlier because you hadjust heard back from the clinic that afternoon that after trying forfive years, the chance of you and Kelli ever having any children of. His wheat-shock of hair looked like a cyclone had hit it. He was naked except for his tissue-thin blue jeans, which looked as if they'd split off his ass at any moment."Well, it's about time, boy," Harlan said. "The morning's about passed. You and me and that randy brother of yours have to be leaving soon."Seth collapsed into a chair and leaned on the table. Cal shoved a mug of coffee in front of the boy, and Seth swallowed some. The boy banged down his mug and started choking."I swear, can't. I started gently rubbing my member against her smooth and generous backside. (Katie was a size 12-14 and wore it well, though I always wanted her to show off more of her tits.) She let out a series of soft moans as I cupped her right breast and kissed her right shoulder. Then she started pushing back and I started kissing the spot on her neck that made her sound like she had mild Tourettes.I told her, rather pointedly, that I wanted her to bury her tits in my face while she rode me. Needing no. "Well, I did," she said, a mutinous tone in her voice. "And now I'm here and I don't know how or why, and I'm cold, and you're barely wearing anything and..." And?" he prompted."I had the sexiest dreams about you and me..."He watched her, not daring to tell her that they weren't dreams. Not yet. He wasn't altogether sure she wasn't playing him."What kind of dreams?" he finally asked when the silence dragged on in a very un-Abby manner."You giving me oral sex," she said, a small knowing smile on.