So here I am lying under the counter with Icy Palmer’s knees inches from my head. I chuckled to myself because her knees looked glued together when ...hey parted, just a little. I was stunned for a second; it had to be consciously done. I could only see a little up her skirt but the sight of her thighs pressed together sent a twinge downward. Then they opened a little more, now I knew she knew I was looking. I could now see all the way to the pink lace panties she was wearing. Now I had more than. At night, we would sometimes trade partners, with me and Dad sharing one double-size sleeping bag and Mom and Todd the other one. But the times I really treasured was when Mom and Dad would go to bed, while Todd and I stayed up and sat around the fire and talked. We'd look up at the stars and wonder whether they had planets with people on them. We'd talk about music and art and politics, and about what was going on in our lives, and about our hopes and dreams, and about people we hated or. She had perfect sculpted body of muscles and curve. She looked very feminist and lustful. She seem like she could break any man and make the purest lust. Her breasts were huge. They look about the size of two beach balls and perfectly round. Her nipples stood erect around 3 inches of thick flesh. Her body screams lust and perversion. Inga was stronger and more powerful then any woman alive.She sat in her palace and symbol of her perversion. Ever room had all type of torture and slave room.. Now that Jack was a sophomore, I could check up on him from time to time during school and keep an eye on him. My classes were pretty easy. I still remembered a lot of the material from my years as Jack; so I knew I was still in the period when Jack was a good student. I was working Friday, Saturday and Sunday evenings so that I could add to my stock purchasing fund.With my goals set, I had my financial future secured; but I still had Jack's future to rescue, and I could not remember what it.