It had been a long week and they both decided they needed to relax. Saturday afternoon Erin went for a dip in the pool while grandpa was taking a nap....The cool water felt so nice on such a hot day. After a nice long swim, she decided to work on her tan a little. Wearing her tiny bikini, she decided to lay on the lounge chair. She fell asleep dreaming of her handsome grandfather. She couldn't get over the feelings that she had thinking of him and wondering what he would be like in bed. Before. Then come back out here and we’ll get you in costume,” Melody said.“These sheets are costumes?”“You’ll see.”I obediently went back behind the drapes and shed my sweats. That took about a second. I looked down at my cock. It didn’t make any difference if it was up or down; I was going to be embarrassed. Oh well. I took another drink and walked out as casually as I could.They didn’t stare. Well, not all of them. At least not all at once. Melody and Lissa came over and held out a length of red. ‘By asking where the lawyer is, he’s essentially asking for one. So we won’t ask him any more questions until his attorney shows up. Mr. Viscotti, do you want to call your own attorney, or shall we send a Court-appointed Public Defender to represent you?’ Viscotti frowned, seeing his little ruse hadn’t worked. I was watching through the one-way glass with Grubby Paul and Cindy, and I pointed out his little gambit. ‘Jenna did a great job on that one.’ I said. ‘My question is: who coached this. I figured it'd be safe to ask a married guy; one who wouldn't mistake it for a come-on or something."Martin's face flushed when she said 'pussy.' He'd never heard a woman use language like that before in his young life, and certainly didn't expect it from one old enough to be his mother."Sorry, Kristen. I didn't realize." No prob, bob. What did you think of them, anyway?" They were," he paused, remembering. "Great. He'll really like them. You really date guys my age?" No," she demurred. "I.