"Jessie wouldn't care in the least," he said with a laugh as he carried the bag toward the door to the garage, Daisy following behind. He paused though, turning to regard her. "Well... I guess I should say that she wouldn't be upset. She'd probably like it."
Daisy giggled, nodding in agreement.
Dex turned and walked to the door, opened it and went inside. Dropping the trash off into the bin, he turned and went back the way he'd come, but saw that Daisy had come in and closed it behind her. She was looking at him directly, one hand sliding along the line of her shirt, caressing her cleavage.
"Daisy... I promised your sister..." he reminded her as she started to sink to her knees.
He reached out as he stepped up close, taking her hand and helping her back up as she frowned animatedly at
