"I'm not so sure," Janice said.

"Well, what about your sister, Sue? Is she grown up enough not to be still afraid of men? Or does the sight of a cock-bulge still terrify her?"

"My sister is not afraid of men, she's just shy."

"Bullshit! We invited her and Jack to this party, hoping to get them together. But she refuses to go near the man."

Janice stepped into her black heels.

"My sister is thirty years old, she can choose her own friends." She brushed her hair then added a touch of lipstick and eyeshadow before departing. As she walked out into the hallway, she said, "I'm going to check on the twins before I go down to the party."

"Good idea. I'll be down myself in another minute or two."

The twins, Kim and Teddy, were her only other children. Their bedroom, which they had shared since infancy, was at the end of the hall. She opened the door quietly so as not to waken them. But to her surprise their beds were empty, the room deserted.

"Bastards!" Janice said aloud. "They've disobeyed me and gone downstairs. I just know they have. I'll whip their little asses when I catch them."

But at that moment a chill breeze cooled her anger and made her shiver.

The little devils had left open a window.

Quickly she closed the window and hurried downstairs in search of the two little monsters.

Chapter 2

"Nasty boys! Get your hands off my tits or I'll tell my daddy!" cried the girl. And Aunt Sue hurried to her niece's rescue.

Only a moment ago, Aunt Sue-a tall shapely woman with blue eyes and short brown hair-had been enjoying herself.

The party was in full swing. Laughter and shouts and squeals rang out from the kitchen, the dining room, the den, and the living room. Her sister, Janice, had locked the study door, hoping to spare that room at least. Sue had mingled among the guests, exchanged warm smiles and kind words, avoided groping fingers and protruding lips, ignored the occasional couple sneaking off into a closet, and had done her best to keep the booze flowing.