Aunt Kate came from the hallway. She was carrying Susan, who was crying. Dad appeared from behind her, and then Andy with Rich and Charlie. Dad had taken the time to pull on a pair of pants; he normally slept in his underwear. Charlie hadn't been crying at first, but seeing Susan doing so apparently set him off, and he began to wail, too.I couldn't tell which consciousness was in charge of my body. We were all working together without comment or dissent. I headed for my bedroom and pulled on a pair of kakis over my pajamas. I transferred the athame to a trouser pocket and then put on a sweater Mom had knitted. I went back out and headed straight for my boots. I didn't see Dad and Andy, but I presumed they were checking the basement."Where in hell are you going?" Mom asked."I'm going to look around outside," I said as I continued dressing. Mom wasn't in any mood to argue, apparently, and turned her attention back to calming Charlie. Mary had an arm around Rich. He wasn't crying, but he. “But, no, of course not. I wasn’t expecting that, but I uh…” He looked directly into her eyes. “I wasn’t expecting the business suit either.”Kara put her arms around Dirk’s neck. Her face was nearly against his. “At least it has a skirt. You know it could have been pants.”“Right.” Dirk swallowed heavily. “So then...”Kara answered his unfinished question. “Same girl – different clothes is all.”“Same one had her hand in my lap?” He smiled.Kara whispered in Dirk’s ear. “That was your hand between my legs, wasn’t it?”“Well, what’d you expect? You sit down next to me, the slit in your dress showing leg all the way to the hip. You weren’t even wearing hose!”“You must have been checking.” Kara leaned back, looking at Dirk and grinning as she added, “Good thing I was wearing panties!”“Too bad actually. So how’d you end up at that party?”“You mean the dinner?”“Yeah, the dinner. Why were you there?”“I did some work on Mr. Williams’ campaign,” Kara smiled. “And what did you do to get.
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