It was really then I think, that I began to think seriously about Russell, and the possibility of something happening between he and I! I first wanted... to clear it with John however, even though I had no doubt that he'd probably be right there, encouraging me to "go for it sweetie" as he was often fond of saying now a days! John and I actually spent the first couple of nights alone at the beach house, since Russell had to work until the weekend. Early Friday evening he finally showed up however,. She was in her designer bra I think dad brought her. Her sari was almost on the floor I pulled the enter sari on the floor she was in her designer bra & petticoat & was fully drunk. Murmuring asking dad not fuck as she was tired just play.I lifted her to the bed room of hers I dumped her on her bed I pulled her knot of her petticoat & pulled her petticoat. Wow that was my heaven I reached she was in her designer panty & a fantasy panty I have ever fantasized there was a round cut on her panty. Bart’s school breakroom after school hours with one of the sisters riding me until I came.Until I went to work at St. Bart’s I woke up every morning since my first wet dream with a vibrating erection. But it was almost two weeks in Baltimore before I woke up with morning wood and masturbated for the first time in months. Unlike most males my age, rather than masturbating to hopes and dreams I did it to memories of Sister Natalie; Kathy Warren, Sister Kathleen, Sister Mary-Celeste, Rosie. " They both said in unison, and laughed again. Tim waited for Janie to speak."Tim... Tim... may I ask you a very personal question?" Sure Janie, ask anything. I may not have all the answers though. Is it about Hank?" No, there's nothing I need to know about him. He taught me very well about drunkenness. It's... well, it's more of a philosophical question.Tim laughed and said, "Now I'm sure I won't have an answer for you, but you go ahead, ask away." Tim, when two people love each other, two.