Jim must have been confused, tired, irritated by his rushed drive out to the airport, or maybe just miffed that his cheerleader flash entertainment wa... disturbed. But he did the exactly wrong thing. In a grumpy and arrogant tone of voice, he told the guard he had nothing illegal and, anyway, he was sick of years of unconstitutional arbitrary searches. 'Did she know who he was!?' he asked with both question mark and exclamation point.Jim, a libertarian but a sensible one, didn't actually object. - I told you, we're not mating. What we're doing is... Oh gosh. What a nonsense. "Mating". Who told you that?- I'm not stupid, mom, really.- Shush!..They both laughed. Thomas enjoyed looking at mother face, blushed and pretty in the midst of the sunny day. A window was wide open. Freshy current of air gave both of them wonderful sensations, allowing to feel naked flesh more sharply. Thomas never felt so naked. Returning from the kitchen he looked at his mom's ass. Abrubt images of himself. Kyle knows this being well enough since he has been the host of Ion before, on more than one occasion.Ion continues it's trajectory toward Kyle, and Kyle, accepting what is going to happen, just stands there. The entity goes inside of Kyle, the impact of him doing so knocks Kyle flat on his ass. Once again, Kyle can feel the power coursing through him. He can admit, he sometimes missed the nigh-omnipotent power. And the best part is, Kyle has complete control. Unlike the some of the other. ”Rule one, which I already found odd, but cute in its own way, was the dress code: pajamas and nightclothes. I wasn’t too sure how I felt about the idea of Katie wearing what turned out to only be a long T-shirt and boy shorts (which she rocked, by the way), but she assured me that I would get plenty of eye candy to view as well. Most of all, she promised that it would just be “perfectly harmless fun.” I wasn’t the most jealous guy in the world, but I had my reservations about the possible.