‘Hello?’ ‘Connor?’ ‘Laney? What’s wrong?’ He started pacing again. ‘Well, Connor. My mom and I were heading back into town, but I… I...don’t know where I’m going.’ He could hear her laugh nervously. ‘So, um, where do I live?’ Connor chuckled and gave her directions. Suddenly, he didn’t feel so nervous about her coming home. Even if things weren’t perfect, it didn’t matter, she’d be back home. Dinner went well. After spending the past day and a half with her daughter, Laney’s mother had softened. I could not wait for my surprise and could not figure out what it might be. I was hoping that it would be a video game. Then one day I was in the shower and granny jumped in. We plated like we always had. We soaped each other up, I loved how granny's tits and cooch felt with all the soap on them. Every now and then I would get a finger or two inside granny's puss. I loved the smell. We got out of the shower, but my cock was rock hard and granny had not rubbed me out like she had always done in. Inthe end they even had me smiling, though what about I have no idea. Ithink on my part it was just the sudden realisation of what had happenedand how close we'd come to death. It was a nervous laughter that Icouldn't seem to control.Jenny first took us through to her consulting room and checked us bothover, given the all clear she showed us a bedroom we could used andsuggested that we try to get some sleep. She commented that we weregoing to need all out energy in the morning, when it came. I told him that would be ok.Back at the holding cell, an officer finally appears. He just shouted “aight—pair up” as he opened the door. I figured we were going to permant cells now---I pointed at skinny dude, and the officer took us to a cell and put us in. At least now we had a cheap cell bunk—better than a wooden bench anyways. I kick back as usual, just laying on my back. Skinny dude takes the bunk on the opposite wall. I doze off again—not much else to do in jail. I wake to the call of.