”“I’m not going to do anything stupid, Angie,” I said. “I called for advice from a close friend.”“You might not want to hear this, but m...aybe Jocelyn is right. Maybe time apart is just what you need. She can get her head straight, and you can, too. You just broke up with Melody, after all.”“More like she broke up with me,” I said.“Over something you did, KNOWING that she would have a problem with it. Honestly, if I understand it correctly, you could’ve slept with anyone you wanted EXCEPT. After dinner, the ladies dragged me off to bed again, not to infer that I put up any resistance. This time, Liv went first, followed by sixteen-year-old Tessa, and then Don and Peg’s fifteen-year-old daughter Heather. I learned that I was the first guy that either Tessa or Heather had sex with, although they were quite familiar with their older (and younger) female siblings and the numerous toys the mothers had bought for them to play with until they were ready for sex with a guy.After Heather,. “What do you mean?” Vangie persisted. “I count seven of yours and only four of mine. How does that make me more than caught up?”“Mother dear, you’re forgetting something,” Cathy responded tartly. “Don’t I count? I came from your belly, too, you know. And then there’s Ken ... Isn’t he a bit ... large ... for you to overlook? There’s Barbara Conroy. And then there’s Kris...”Vangie blushed at her comment. So she changed the subject. “Have you heard from your sister lately?”“Not since Sunday,”. T-shirt and running shorts. Running shoes also. Nothing fancy.She on the other hand was wearing a very tight fitting black shirt over what seemed to be her bare breasts. Her 36 DD breasts were always proving to be most enjoyable assets for her to pleasure me with and that was certainly the case here today. She also wore very short neon orange running shorts and argyle knee high socks with tennis shoes. She had pulled her dark brown hair back into a pony-tail...simply for the ease of not having.