”“Girlfriend?”“Yes. I’m bi, dad.”“For fuck's sake Amy, don’t tell your mother. They’ll be hearing her screeching in Australia.”She... laughed before leaning over and kissing my cheek. “That’s what I like about you dad, you’re not judgmental at all.”“No point is there? People are what they are,” I responded, my mind fixated on her mound.“You can touch me if you want to, dad.”I shook my head in sheer panic but she reached down, took hold of my hand and pressed it against her. “Go on, dad, have a. It wasn’t long before we had one of our hottest adventures. On this particular day, I received an email greeting from a couple I will call, Roger and Jennifer. Included was their profile. As I read it, I discovered that they were our age and had similar body types. As it turned out, they live just a few miles from us. I emailed them back and asked if they wanted to chat and email each other to get acquainted. They agreed. After chatting and exchanging emails it was apparent that we had many. .” She paused and looked down at her hands. I’m ashamed to say I was surprised she even knew my name. I shouldn’t have been, we were in the same year after all, but I was. That’s The Great Divide for you.She looked up at me and appeared to steel herself, taking a short breath before she said, “I never got to thank you.”“Thank me?”“For what you did at the wedding.”“Oh. That’s okay. I was just—”“You weren’t just anything.” Her eyes went wide as she interrupted me. “It took a lot of guts to stand. "Gretchen grabbed me and pulled me tightly to her. After a kiss, she pulled Mack with her to Jack. She pushed a bemused Mack into Jack's big chair. She bent over to kiss Jack. I noticed two things. One was that she really laid one on him and second was that she was wearing panties. I thought that, just perhaps, that skirt was too short!She released a rather breathless Jack and stood. I moved over to sit next to Jack. Gretchen climbed into Mack's lap showing a remarkable expanse of toned leg..