"I apologize. We don't have visitors very often," Ms. Yellow chuckled. Suddenly, I felt someone's feet on my lap.
"It's been just the two of us here for years since Grandpa died -- just me and Mom," Connor continued, looking straight into my Mom's eyes.
The feet moved right on my groin. I took a deep sip of wine while Ms. Yellow, or just Clara, looked at me nibbling on her lips.
"I always wanted a big family to live in a house like this," she said, shifting her gaze to Connor. "But it ended up being just the two of us."
"I always wanted a big family too, to have lots of kids. But it turned out the way it did," I felt my Mom's hand touch my back. She looked wistfully into the void.
"At least we have such beautiful sons." said Clara, and here I felt the jolt in my crotch again. The even
