"Nothing... I... I Just told him something that happened at school todayit was really funny!" He said lying he didn't want Lena to think Connorwas lau...hing at either one of his moms or the sentiment of leaving...That in the bathroom."Well okay, well me and Stef are going to your parent teacher meeting sowe will be gone for a few hours. Mariana is at dance practice rememberand Jesus is still at wrestling but he's sleeping round his friendstonight. See you soon! We're already late!" She said as. Jenna's pussy lips were swollen and puffy, sticking out from between her legs, a trickle of cum leaking out, and running down her ass cheek.Kelly was standing there, wearing a dark blue, knee length skirt, matching blouse, mid-thigh length dark nylons, and high heels. Her pussy was beginning to tingle as she stared at Tim's dick, it glistening with the mixture of juices from Jenna and him."Hi mom," Tim said, knowing he was in big trouble. Yes Jenna was part of it as well, but he was the oldest. He decided that his constant vigil was both unproductive and far too conspicuous. He settled on walk-bys past her residence after working hours. So far as could be determined from his intermittent contacts, the girl was a homebody. Early Wednesday evening, in the midst of an all-day drizzling rain, he followed her, on foot, to a supermarket not far from her home. But the market was relatively small, and the clothing she was wearing was not provocative. He decided it would be unwise to follow. Oleg did alright financially. Money did not interest him. Power did not interest him. He wanted a quiet life. He loved music. Classical Music. Pop Music, anything except Bagpipes.And Models, he loved models, Trains mainly. He was a boring little tit really. For a mass murderer.He moulded the toys in a Gregson and Forde Invictus Mk 5 injection moulding machine which he bought at auction for ten pounds when Arkwrights in Hannibal street closed down. It was pretty worn out so his first plan to.