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Glen Wiseman
By
Lazlo Zalezak
Copyright (C) Lazlo Zalezak, 2003

Chapter 5

Glen sewed the turkey closed with great care. He set it in the 
roaster. Even though it was the smallest turkey they could find, it 
was still too large to put a lid over it. He struggled for a moment 
with the aluminum foil to make a tent over the turkey. It wasn't 
pretty looking, but it was functional. He put the bird in the oven 
and closed the door with satisfaction.

The trio was still asleep. They had slept through the night without 
nightmares. In fact, they hadn't suffered from nightmares since he 
had captured the creep. Last night, they had stayed up late, talking 
excitedly about Christmas. They reminisced about past 
Christmases telling stories about gag gifts, surprise gifts, and 
dinners with relatives. Glen had listened, but did not participate. 

He reached under his bed and brought out the presents. He set 
them up under the tree that the trio had decorated. It had already 
fallen over twice, but that hadn't caused any damage to the décor. 
They had been surprised to learn that he didn't have Christmas 
bulbs for the tree and had settled for popcorn strung on thread. 
They would put it outside after Christmas for the birds to eat. 

He went back and got out the three stockings that he had bought. 
He hung them over the fireplace and filled them with the small 
presents that he had purchased. They added a nice Christmas cheer 
to the entire cabin. He looked around at the room, surprised at the 
degree of pleasure he was taking in the day.

Glen sat down and waited for the them to wake. It wasn't that long 
of a wait. The twins came out wearing their bras and panties. At 
least they weren't parading around naked anymore. They knocked 
on Cliff's door and shouted, "Wake up, sleepy head. It's 
Christmas."

Cliff came out carrying a very large box. The twins went in the 
room and came out with two slightly smaller boxes. They carried 
the boxes over to the tree and set them down. They quickly ran 
back into their rooms and came out with more presents. They put 
them under the tree  and turned around. The twins, as one, shouted, 
"Merry Christmas!"

Cliff shouted, "Merry Christmas."

Glen nodded and said, "Merry Christmas."

Cliff went to the tree and selected a gift. He looked at the name on 
it and then handed it to Sandra. He selected another gift. This one 
was for Wanda and he handed it to her. He picked up the large box 
and carried it over to Glen. He picked up a gift for himself from 
under the tree. 

Wanda looked at the present and saw that it was from Glen. She 
wondered what he might get her. She opened the gift and let out a 
screech, "It's a blue bathrobe!" 

Sandra opened hers and saw that she had a red bathrobe. She 
laughed and asked, "Why, Glen. Are you tired of seeing us 
undressed in the morning?"

Glen blushed and replied, "Well, I wouldn't use the word tired."

The twins giggled and tried on the bathrobes. Now that they were 
covered a little better, Glen was able to relax. He opened his gift 
and discovered that it was a small color television. He smiled as he 
knew that he couldn't receive a television signal out here to save 
his life. He thanked them, "This is great. I haven't had one of these 
in ages."

The twins glowed and Cliff smiled. Cliff opened his little present 
and discovered that it was a wallet filled with some ones. He hadn't 
had a wallet since his was stolen along with his clothes. He had 
been carrying his temporary drivers license in his shirt pocket. He 
grinned at Glen, "This is great."

Glen smiled, "I gave it to you with money in it because giving an 
empty wallet is bad luck."

Cliff nodded, "Yes, I've heard that."

Cliff went back to the tree and handed out presents to everyone 
again. He gave Glen two of them at the same time. Sandra saw that 
her second present was also from Glen. She smiled as she ripped 
the wrapping off it. She held up a light red flannel nightgown and 
laughed when she realized what it was. She stated, "Kinky. I live 
with a man that likes young women dressed in flannel 
nightgowns."

Wanda looked at her blue flannel nightgown. She snickered, "It's 
so sexy."

Sandra stated, "Thank you, Glen. I know that you thought about 
this a lot. It does get a little cold at night and these will keep us 
warm."

Cliff grinned in Glen's direction. He stated, "I think they were 
hoping you would get them something really sexy."

Glen shook his head and replied, "I don't think I can stand more 
sexy around the house."

The twins laughed. Glen opened his presents. Inside one box was a 
satellite dish receiver and in the other was the dish. He realized 
that with the dish and receiver he could use the television they had 
bought. He looked up at them and said, "Wow, this is great. Now 
we can watch the news."

Sandra and Wanda frowned at the idea of watching news. They 
were hoping for something a little more upbeat. Wanda stated, 
"The news? We got it so you could watch comedies."

Cliff said, "Or at least football games."

The twins threw some wrapping paper in Cliff's direction, 
shouting, "No football!"

Glen laughed at the antics of the three young people. He watched 
Cliff open his very heavy present. Cliff's eye's got very large as he 
looked inside the box. If was a tool set with three hundred different 
tools. He looked up at Glen and stated, "Wow, this is fantastic."

Cliff went back to the pile and pulled out presents for everyone 
except Glen. Wanda opened her present with childlike glee. She 
pulled out a very sexy and very transparent blue baby doll 
nightgown. She turned to Sandra, "Thank you. However did you 
know my size?"

Glen looked confused for a second. Of course, Sandra would know 
Wanda's size. They were twins. Then he realized that it was a joke, 
probably one they'd told each other ever since they were small. 
Sandra held up an exact copy of the nightgown except hers was 
blue. She grinned at her sister and said, "I see that we still think 
alike."

The twins chuckled as they stood up and disrobed. Each one put on 
their teddy doll nightgown. Glen looked in horror at the sight in 
front of him. If he had thought having them walking around naked 
was tough, having them sit in front of him in those nightgowns was 
even tougher. His cock immediately got erect. 

Glen opened his present from Wanda and looked at it with a tear in 
his eye. She had gotten him a Swiss Army Knife, just like the one 
he had lost when abducted by Amos Orvin. He looked over at 
Wanda and said, "Thanks, sis. I have missed this a whole lot."

Cliff went back to the tree and handed out more presents. He was 
the first to open the package and looked inside in amazement. He 
looked over at Sandra and said, "Binoculars. I've always wanted 
binoculars."

Sandra answered, "Maybe now you can do a little bird watching."

The twins opened their presents from Cliff. They both smiled when 
they opened theirs. Both of them contained purses. The twins said 
in unison, "This is great. I've missed having a purse for so long."

Glen looked at the happy trio and smiled to himself. He stated, 
"There's one more present under the tree. It's for all three of you."

Cliff went over to the tree and picked up an envelope. He opened it 
and whistled. He turned excitedly to Wanda and Sandra and said, 
"It's the title to the truck."

Wanda and Sandra launched themselves at Glen and smothered 
him in kisses. If he had been uncomfortable before, he was in 
serious pain now. Having two nearly naked women crawling all 
over his body and covering him with kisses was clearly exciting. 
His feelings that he couldn't take advantage of the women only 
made it worse. He protested, "Ladies, enough. I feel thanked."

Sandra touched his cock through his jeans and giggled. She cooed, 
"Thanked? I think you feel hard."

Glen blushed and slowly extricated himself from their embrace. He 
asked, "Who's hungry?"

The question immediately changed the topic of discussion as 
everyone answered in the affirmative. Glen went into the kitchen 
and came out with a tray full of cinnamon buns. He smiled as he 
set them down and stated, "Homemade cinnamon buns."

He brought out coffee and four cups. After pouring everyone a 
cup, he said, "Merry Christmas."

Everyone dug into the cinnamon buns. They were still warm and 
the frosting was melted and sticky. They were great. Each person 
could only eat one before being filled. For the first time since his 
wife had died, Glen felt like this was a real Christmas. He looked 
around the room at the smiling faces and knew a pleasure that he 
had not felt in ages. 

He looked at Cliff, who sat there with a smudge of frosting on his 
nose, laughing at a joke that his sister told. He examined the twins 
as they unconsciously posed in their transparent baby doll 
nightgowns. Each was enough to drive a celibate priest to commit 
a sin, together the both of them was a very dangerous combination 
that could tempt the Pope. They smiled as they tried to eat the 
cinnamon buns in a lady like fashion; tearing off little pieces and 
eating them with dainty gestures. Their efforts did not prevent 
them from developing little frosting mustaches. 

He sat back and enjoyed the view of happy people as he ate his 
cinnamon bun. He realized his silence was taken as sadness when 
Sandra asked, "Why are you so silent all of a sudden?"

He laughed as he answered, "All of a sudden? I thought I've been 
the silent grumpy type the whole time you've been here."

Wanda elbowed Sandra and stated, "I do believe he's happy."

Glen changed the subject by asking, "Who's ready to open 
stockings?"

The trio looked at each other and then over at the fireplace. They 
had not noticed the stockings hung on the mantle. Sandra giggled, 
"Oh, cool! We haven't done stockings since we were little girls!"

Wanda raced over to the fireplace and picked up the stockings. 
They were very large stockings and each was quite packed with 
little presents. She handed them out based on the names written in 
glitter. She took hers and sat down. She giggled as she opened the 
first gift and saw that it was lipstick. The stockings for the twins 
contained lots of cosmetics. He had gone to a beauty consultant to 
find out the best kind of make up and colors for the twins. He was 
sure that they would like the result. Their comments as they held 
up the colors confirmed his belief.

The stocking for Cliff contained little items selected from the 
Sharper Image catalog. He received gifts like a mini-flashlight, 
credit-card size toolkit, pressure gauges, and other items that 
would be useful for a young man in charge of maintaining a truck. 
Glen watched as Cliff went through each item with the excitement 
of a little kid in a candy store.

Glen got up and checked on the turkey. It was time to baste it. He 
took his time pouring the juices over the bird. He covered it with 
the foil and pushed it back into the oven. The odor of cooking 
turkey spread over the house. In a while, the smell would work to 
make all of them hungry. The twins listened to the sounds coming 
from the kitchen and decided it was time for them to get dressed 
and start cooking. Glen had hardly pushed the bird back into the 
oven before they were beside him chasing him out of the kitchen.

Glen took the opportunity to return to the living room and examine 
his present. He opened the box containing the satellite receiver and 
dish to get to the assembly instructions. He smiled as he read all of 
the instructions. He had the perfect place to mount the dish. The 
wind mill in the back would allow him to mount it on a very secure 
platform. He could even install it now and be done by the time 
dinner was ready.

He looked over at Cliff and stated, "Hey, you want to help me 
install this?"

Cliff smiled and answered, "For a chance to watch football? You 
bet."

They bundled up in their coats and went out to the windmill. It 
took them about thirty minutes to mount it and another hour to get 
it aimed correctly. Glen ran the wire from the antenna to the house, 
allowing it to enter in the same spot where the electric lines entered 
the house. He did drill a separate hole that was about twelve inches 
from the power line. Cliff came in and helped him run a wire to a 
spot where the television would be set up. They put the television 
on a small table and put the receiver next to it. By the time the 
turkey was finished cooking, they had the television up and 
running. 

Wanda came out of the kitchen and announced, "Dinner is ready. 
Get washed up and over to the table."

Glen and Cliff took turns washing their hands. While Cliff was 
washing his hands, Glen flipped through the channels until he 
found the movie, "It's a Wonderful Life", with Jimmy Stewart. 
They went to the table with the sounds of the movie in the 
background. He slipped outside and brought in a bottle of white 
wine to serve with dinner. He poured wine in the glasses set 
around the table.

The twins had done an amazing job on fixing a Christmas diner. 
The turkey looked perfect and there was a wonderful amount of 
dressing. The gravy was smooth. They had made corn and mashed 
potatoes. The meal was completed with hot buns, celery, olives, 
and cranberry sauce. It was a spread fit for a king.

The plate with the turkey was placed in front of Glen's seat. He 
stood and carved the turkey. It wasn't a great job, but he did 
manage to get one side sliced. As he sliced, he put the meat on a 
separate platter. When the platter was filled with more meat than 
four adults could eat, he sat down. He said, "Before we begin 
eating, I'd like to take a moment of silence."

Each of them took a moment of silence to thank the powers that be 
for the good things in their life. All of them had different things 
and it was fitting for them to take the moment on Christmas Day. 
This was a day to celebrate new beginnings and all of them had 
new beginnings this year. 

After a minute, they all looked up with hunger in their bellies and 
eyes that saw lots of food. Plates started getting passed around as 
people loaded up on different foods. Glen and the twins smiled 
when Cliff grabbed the turkey leg. The twins loaded up on white 
meat while Glen loaded up on dark. Once their plates were loaded, 
they started to eat. For the first ten minutes, there wasn't any talk. 
Once the initial hunger had been satisfied, they all slowed down 
and started talking. Glen asked, "So what are your plans?"

Cliff answered, "Well, we are still waiting for the money to arrive. 
We haven't really given it much thought beyond that."

Sandra added, "We were going of going down to Atlanta so that 
Cliff could get a good paying job. We were thinking of going to 
school and learning how to use computers so that we could be 
secretaries or something."

Wanda nodded her agreement. She said, "It's funny. For a long 
time, we've only been thinking about getting through the day. It's 
only been the past week that we've been looking at having a 
future."

Glen thought about it for a moment and then said, "I guess I can 
understand that. You three have gone through some pretty tough 
times this year."

As the trio all nodded their agreement, Glen noticed that all of the 
wine glasses were empty and that there was no more wine in the 
bottle. He stepped outside and brought in another bottle. Popping 
the cork, he poured another round. The glasses were actually water 
glasses, so one bottle was consumed filling them. He smiled as he 
raised his glass and said, "Cheers!"

They all raised their glasses and answered the salute. Cliff 
remarked, "This is the first time we've had anything to drink since 
we were initially abducted."

Glen nodded and replied, "Damn straight. You never drink when 
you're down. That's how you really get into trouble with alcohol. 
You never allow yourself to be forced to drink socially. That also 
gets you into trouble. I only drink on special occasions such as 
holidays, birthdays, and anniversaries. That makes sure that you 
never get into trouble."

Wanda thought about it for a while and then asked, "What if you 
are an alcoholic?"

"Then you never drink. Anyone that tells you that you have to have 
a drink isn't a friend. People that insist you have a drink and won't 
take no for an answer are the ones with the problem."

Sandra stated, "It sounds to me like you are rather down on 
alcohol."

Glen laughed and replied, "Not at all. I just don't like when people 
let something like alcohol run their lives."

Cliff shrugged, "When we were in upstate New York, lots of us 
would go get drinks after work. I didn't see any problems with 
that."

Glen looked away for a second and then asked, "How many of 
your co-workers would stay in the bar after you left? How many 
had been arrested for drunk driving? How many of them had 
marriages that were in trouble?"

Cliff thought about it for a minute and then answered, "I guess a 
lot of them."

"That's what I mean by getting into trouble. It's a lot better to enjoy 
other aspects of life rather than spend your life in a bar or, even 
worse, behind bars."

Wanda frowned as she decided this was a rather depressing 
subject. She asked, "Why do you bring this up?"

Glen laughed as he answered, "Well, it might be the only occasion 
I have to pass on some valuable advice."

Sandra, sensing a chance to tease Glen a little, asked, "Does that 
mean that you care about us?"

Glen grumped, "No. It doesn't mean that."

Wanda giggled and said, "Sandra, look at that. You got him in 
grumpy old man mode."

Cliff said, "That's so easy it isn't even a challenge. You ought to try 
getting him out of that mode."

Sandra thought about it. Her and her sister had not been able to get 
him into good moods. All attempts to cheer him up ultimately 
failed. In a way it depressed her. He was such a lonely man and 
needed to have a woman in his life. She laughed, "Well, at least we 
can make him horny in the morning."

Glen shook his head as he recalled some of the antics of the twins 
in the morning. He asked, "Oh, is that what you were trying to 
do?"

Wanda blushed and answered, "We're not telling you that."

Glen laughed and shook his head. He took another helping of 
turkey and dressing. He poured gravy over the lot. He looked over 
at the bird and stated, "Well, it looks like we'll be having turkey 
sandwiches for the next week."

Cliff made a face as he looked at Sandra. He stated, "Yeah and 
Sandra's famous turkey soup."

Sandra put her hands on her hips and retorted, "Hey, it was only 
bad that one time!"

Wanda snickered, "But that one time was enough."

Glen listened with amusement as they told the story of her famous 
Turkey Soup. The whole family had tasted the soup and declared it 
unfit for human consumption. They ended up eating at a Chinese 
restaurant that night. None of them knew to this day what she had 
done wrong. The only thing that was clear was that it was a 
horrible greasy mess. Cliff suggested it was because she had left 
the tail on the bird when she boiled the bones. Wanda thought that 
maybe she had added the gravy to the soup. Sandra denied it all. 
However, even Sandra admitted that the soup was pretty bad.

By the time the story ended, everyone was full and the glasses 
were empty. Glen went out and got the last bottle of wine. He 
popped the cork and filled everyone's wine glass for the last time. 
They all took a sip of their drink. Glen turned to Cliff and stated, 
"Since the twins did all of the cooking, I guess that means you and 
I get to do all of the cleaning."

Cliff looked shocked at the idea of working in the kitchen. He 
noticed the wry expressions on his sisters' faces. Rather than give 
them the satisfaction of being right, he decided to help. Smiling at 
the twins, he answered, "Sure. No problem."

The twins giggled and went into the living room taking their 
glasses of wine with them. They would have stayed to watch, but 
knew that Glen would be able to handle the tough parts. They sat 
on the couch and flipped through channels on the television set. 
They hadn't realized how much they missed watching television 
over the past two months. It took them a long time to decide on 
what they should watch.

In the kitchen, Glen and Cliff wrapped the leftovers and put them 
in the refrigerator. Then they tackled the dishes. The twins had 
managed to get every pot and pan that Glen owned dirty. It didn't 
matter, he was feeling good from the food and the wine. As they 
worked, Cliff asked, "What is that?"

Glen asked, "What?"

"The noises coming from the living room. It sounds like people 
fucking."

Glen walked out into the living room and looked at the television. 
The twins had found a porno channel. They were watching the 
action with wide eyes. He noticed that they were shifting in their 
seats rather uncomfortably. Glen returned to the kitchen and stated, 
"Oh, the twins found a dirty movie. They're watching it right now."

After the dishes were done, Cliff went into the living room. A few 
minutes later, the sounds of a football game originated from the 
television. Glen understood. The poor guy was stuck here without 
a girlfriend and not much privacy. He didn't really want to get 
excited by a porno movie in the middle of the afternoon with the 
house full of people. The truth was that Glen wasn't too wild about 
the idea either.

He joined them in the living room as the football game blared on 
the television. He finished his wine and relaxed. In ten minutes he 
was asleep. He wasn't the only one that fell asleep. The turkey and 
the wine worked together to put them all asleep for two hours. 

Glen was the first to wake. He turned down the television so that it 
wouldn't disturb the others. He went into the kitchen and put a 
frozen cherry pie in the oven. Making coffee, he felt that they 
would all appreciate a little desert when they woke. He set the 
timer according to the directions and went out on the patio. The 
fresh cold air helped clear his turkey induced stupor. 

He didn't stand out there for too long. It was cold and the sun was 
starting to set. It set very early this time of year. He went back in 
the house and turned on some of the lights. He went back out and 
carried in some more wood. It only took him a few minutes to 
rebuild the fire. It gave the cabin a nice homey feel. The coffee 
finished and he went to pour himself a cup. He returned to the 
living room and watched the twins sleep. They looked so young 
and innocent that it was hard to believe that they had been brutally 
raped only two months ago. 

The twins woke at the same time. It was amazing to watch how 
many things they did in a synchronized manner. Glen smiled and 
whispered, "I've started the pie. It will be done in a little while. The 
coffee is ready."

The twins looked at each other and rose at the same time. They 
went into the kitchen and prepared coffee for themselves. They 
remained in there for much longer than it took to prepare coffee for 
themselves. Glen didn't appear to notice as he was looking at the 
television. 

The rest of the evening was quiet. They ate desert and then later 
had turkey sandwiches. They watched several Christmas movies, 
most old and few new. It was corny, but helped make Christmas 
feel like Christmas. Glen went to bed around ten that night while 
the trio watched a little more television. 

Glen was woken up by a strange sensation. It took him several 
seconds to recognize that it was the sensation of his underwear 
being pulled down.  His attempt to see what was going on was 
thwarted by feminine lips kissing him. He relaxed into the kiss and 
lay there enjoying the feelings. He was startled by lips closing 
around his cock. In his sleepy state, it took him a minute to realize 
that it was the twins. He pushed the one that was kissing him and 
said, "Stop it. Please stop it."

The twins pulled back from him in surprise. Wanda looked at him 
and burst out crying. She felt that he held her past rape against her. 
Her feelings overwhelmed her. Sandra began crying as well. Glen 
was confused by the two naked women and unsure of what he was 
supposed to do. He said, "Don't cry."

Wanda, in great pain, whimpered, "You think we're not good 
enough for you."

Sandra cried out, "You think because we've been raped that we are 
ruined."

Glen looked at them in surprise. He had no idea that is what they 
had been thinking. He had been terrified of taking advantage of 
them. He didn't want to escalate the living arrangements into a 
relationship. He had suffered too much in the past to go through 
that again. He grabbed them both and shouted, "Don't ever think 
that!" 

Sandra asked, "Why don't you find us desirable?"

Glen frowned as he tried to come up with an answer. He finally 
stated, "I find you both very desirable. I'm an old man compared to 
you. I'm thirty-six compared to your twenty. You need a young 
man with the energy to keep up with you."

Wanda, desperate to feel sexy, cried, "We need a man to show us 
that we are desirable."

Glen answered, "I have refrained because I don't want to take 
advantage of you."

Sandra swore, "Damn it, you can't take advantage of us. We want 
you to take us to bed."

Glen lay there for a moment as he thought about it. Finally, he 
decided that he would give into the urge that had been building 
ever since they had moved in. He got up and held out his hands to 
them. They took his hands and followed as he led them to their 
bedroom. 

When they reached the bed, he started the action by kissing 
Wanda. Sandra joined in the action by kissing her twin's breasts. 
Glen had been so horny and desired the twins so much that he 
didn't take the time and care that a first time deserved. He quickly 
moved down to a breast and sucked on it. He looked over and 
watched Sandra sucking on the other breast. It was almost too 
much for him. 

He moved down to lick Wanda's pussy. She was ready for him as 
evidenced by the copious fluids seeping from her pussy. Glen 
lapped it up with great pleasure. As he worked, Sandra moved so 
that she was atop her sister. Glen sat up in surprise. Sandra took 
the opportunity to roll over carrying her sister with her. The twins 
were in a sixty-nine position with Wanda on the top and her pussy 
open wide and ready for Glen's cock. He slowly eased his cock 
into her hot hole. The sensation of Sandra's tongue at the junction 
of his cock and Wanda's cunt threw him into a frenzy. He quickly 
began pounding into Wanda. 

His need for release was obvious to both women. Wanda, needing 
release as much as Glen, abandoned her efforts on Sandra's cunt. 
Sandra redoubled her efforts, paying attention to Wanda's clit. It 
didn't take long for Wanda to come. Glen followed immediately 
after. 

Wanda climbed off Sandra and lay on the bed next to her sister. 
Sandra sighed as she realized that she would have her turn the next 
time. She wondered when the next time would occur. Until then 
she would have to remain contented with her own fingers and the 
occasional administration of Wanda.

Much to his surprise, Glen remained erect. He observed Sandra 
lying on her back and moved over her. She grinned up at him in 
pleased surprise. She spread her legs to accommodate him, not 
needing any additional foreplay. He understood her gesture and 
moved his cock into her inviting hole. With the frantic edges of his 
need sated, he proceeded to take his time with Sandra. With a far 
more reasonable pace, he repeatedly thrust into her. It didn't take 
long for her first orgasm to wash over her. It was a small one, but 
the ones that followed increased in intensity until Sandra was 
screaming almost nonstop. Glen was lost in the wonderful 
sensations, not bothering to count orgasms or keep score. It was as 
though his five years of abstinence had turned him into a mindless 
fucking machine. Sandra wasn't going to complain.

Wanda watched from next to the couple as Glen thrust into her 
sister. She was amazed at the stamina of Glen. She was worried 
that her sister wouldn't be able to survive the experience without 
loosing her mind. She envied her sister that she had the chance to 
find this out. 

Glen continued his thrusting until suddenly, he experienced his 
second orgasm of the night. This was a full body orgasm that he 
felt from head to his toes. He screamed, loud and long as this 
orgasm washed over him. Sandra underneath came out of her 
orgasm induced haze and stared in awe at the man above her. 
Wanda had watched with an almost religious wonder at his 
experience. Between Sandra and Glen, she felt like she envied 
Glen his orgasm the most. 

When he had finished his orgasm, Glen rolled off Sandra and 
almost immediately fell asleep. The twins watched him sleep with 
amused looks on their face. Sandra said, "Just like every other 
man. Wham, Bang, Bang, Bang, Sleep!"

Wanda laughed and said, "Yeah, but that was an amazing Bang!"

Sandra looked at her sister for a minute. If his actions hadn't 
demonstrated that they were still sexy, then nothing could 
demonstrate that. Sandra said, "We still have it."

Wanda smiled a secret little smile as she answered, "Yeah, we can 
still drive a man crazy."

Sandra just lay back and sighed. "Wow, that was intense."

Wanda laughed. "Mine was good. I can't imagine what your 
experience with him was like. I've never seen you have that many 
orgasms in a row."

Glen slept until the morning. In fact, he was the last to wake. As he 
lay awake in the bed, he stared at the ceiling wondering what 
would be the consequences. Finally, he shrugged and decided that 
he didn't really care. 
