What? she said, No John! she started to cry, making her dark eye shadow run. No, just you and me, so get your knickers off ok? I demanded. She looked ...or a way out, there wasnt any, No please. she said pleading like a puppy dog. Or Ill take them off. I added. It was the moment of truth, but she lifted her little skirt and peeled down her dark pantihose and white panties revealing her little peach like moist cunt. Good girl, I said, Ill take you to Mc Donalds afterwards. What? she asked. Well go. "My wife died a couple years ago, and I didn't want to be around the same people, and places, So I remembered that YOU were from Iowa, so I came across the river to Iowa, to see if it was much different. It isn't" I laughed. Golly it felt good to laugh again. I had been so wrapped up in the lives of my k**s, that I had forgotten about the last wild weekend that I had with Bonnie in Vegas, but I still had flashbacks to his 11¾" cock and how it made me so full. I remembered when after I had come. It took Sarah a moment to come back to earth and notice that Dorothy was not moving. She stopped hitting her and step over her and left the room with her lying on the floor. As Sarah was going down the hall she and address the boy wiping the tables and said to him, “go clean that mess up in the parlor.” That boy was Micah, Dorothy’s son.Now to plan B. It took effect around midnight; Sarah Stockwell was sound asleep in her room as the Colonel left his room and out of the backdoor heading down to. They didn?t have to say what they thought about me.The next week Anne stayed with her mother for the most part. I didn?t know if she was avoiding me or whether it was just her normal rotation between us. I had told her James wanted her on Friday night. She didn?t commit one way or the other. Liz seemed inspired by Anne?s initial plunge. She came home every night with her pussy or ass dripping of cum and forced me to lick her clean. I lapped up the anonymous discharge without a complaint. I was.