We put our shoes on and turned toward the house.Amber was waiting for us on the path back to the house. She didn't seem to be looking toward us at fir...st, but out toward the garden. Sly sighed."There is a young woman who needs us," Sly said. "Her parents abandoned her—abused her. Her best friend was murdered in front of her. She has nightmares and feels guilty. Sound familiar?" he asked. I nodded."What can I do, Sly?" Nothing. Amber, honey, are you waiting for us?" he called out. She turned. All my women had a habit of egging me into situations I normally would have backed away from, but this wasn't just any playfulness in the bedroom or even in a park. Sally was my first love, my first girlfriend, my first friend. She and I had gotten along when so many others would turn away. I wasn't repulsive to see, or a bad mouthed lout. It was just the typical cliques of high school, and I didn't fit in any of them. Sally had been new to the school. Her parents had moved to the small town in. ‘Oh God, why did you make young girls so desirable? To corrupt men so fully?’He sighs and hurries off, bare-bottomed.She stirs. Her post-orgasmic glow slowly fading. She thinks about nothing. Just the memory and the desire to emotionally do it again, even if the physical isn’t ready.She gets up, hand between her legs, catching his sperm as it leaks out of her. She glows.‘Daddy. This is Daddy.`The TV shows the storm will be fully Cat 3 with 120mph winds when it arrives. Still to the south, but. Callie quickly just cooked some steaks and made some mash potatoes with gravy. She felt her hands shaking while she waited for her father to get his dinner. Jim came downstairs quietly. He looked worried for his wife. He'd once told Callie that he wouldn't know what to do if she ever left him. He felt he was nothing without his long time partner."Mmmm Callie, that smells delicious," Jims said trying to smile."Thanks Dad. I think Mom was going to make you some meatloaf but that takes a while so.