Stephen stirred from where he had collapsed on the floor, his head aching. He rose to his feet and looked at the glass of scotch he had only taken a sip from and looked at it suspiciously, then poured it down the sink.
He went over to the bed, where Amanda laid next to Kristen. He didn't know it, but he saw them very differently than he had before this. He smiled. That was so adorable, the two of them curled up there...His girls...
He shook Kristen gently awake. She opened her eyes and looked at him not with the innocent look of a child being woken up by her daddy, but of a woman looking at an attractive man. She wrapped her arms around him and kissed him.
"Kristen...sweetie...we're not alone," he reminded her, pulling away from the kiss, but not the embrace.
Kristen turned and saw Amanda lying there on the bed. "She may think boys are yucky...but I don't," Kristen said, in the most seductive voice a child her age could muster. It wasn't simply knowledge of physical sex she had gained. She had gained all the information around it. Where babies come from, what the relationship between a mommy and daddy felt like...and who knew what other related skills...certainly, from the looks of it, the knowledge of how to seduce Stephen.
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