He was OK, as long as you don't unplug his respirator. The doctors say he's got the brain of a lizard. George concluded that it was easier to do what ...our told and not ask silly questions.The distro boxes were emptied as usual. The courier loaded everything into his car and made his rounds of the offices and buildings on his route. The envelopes from the box with no name were taken to a big mailroom in a complex of buildings in a nearby city. A mail room worker placed them in a plastic tub and. ” It wasn’t a question. It was a statement. And the way she said it made something happen in my swim suit. That shocked me more than what she was suggesting.“And you do?” It was bluster. I was flustered.“David and I spied on her at New Years.”I blinked. “Spied?”“We saw them kissing at Thanksgiving. We were curious about what else they might do.”“You saw my wife and your father ... kissing ... at Thanksgiving.”“Don’t be that way,” she said, hearing the heat in my voice. “They grew up together.. .. now that was a luxury.“He hasn’t asked me,” I said, which was the truth—he hadn’t.“That dumbass,” Janie muttered.“Janet, “ Elena said sharply.“I’m sorry but he is! Like, Celine is such a freaking catch, Mom! Hell, I’d marry her,” Janie said passionately. She turned to me, grinning. “Will you, Celine Sofía Gutierrez, marry me?”“I’m no pedophile.”“I’m almost eighteen! Marry me then?”“I’ll think about it.”Elena looked amused but wary. I was clearly up to the challenge of dealing with her rowdy. I opened the panties and peered into the gusset. There was a slight stain where her pussy usually lies in hiding. I raised the gusset to my nose and inhaled deeply. The scent of this luscious little lass filled my nostrils. My head spun as her aroma filled every sense of my being. My cock stood rigid as it ached to be released from it's confinement. I was looking out the window, but my thoughts were full of Caitlin and Samantha as I stroked my cock with Caitlin's and sniffed Sam's panties. I.