You're welcome to join us, or we can meet you at the train station in a couple of hours."Roger and his crew decided to go find what they'd need to ext...nd their stay."We'll meet you at the train around five, then," I told them. "Will that give you enough time to round up what you need?" I think it should be more than sufficient," Roger replied.As they headed for the door, I informed them that we planned to have a casual dinner at another of my favorite New Orleans restaurants this evening,. Shelia was about as Irish as I was Polish; she was medium height and had this fabulous copper colored hair, that hung to her fabulous ass, that was held up by her fabulous legs... well, you get the picture.Now I didn't feel a connection with Shelia but I had felt a little back current as I held her hand. It was as if after I held her hand and whispered to her I could feel a little response. I didn't know what kind of sense to make out of that. Nor did I know what the hell I was going to do. " Thanks, Daddy!" My daughter flashed her brilliant smile."Sure." I kissed her forehead. That was all that would happen with Zoe during this sleepover. I was determined to only be with Lyla tonight."You'll stay in your room, right?" Yes," I assured. She always asked. Teens were always afraid their parents would irreparably embarrass them.I went to bed early and set my alarm for two in the morning. The girls probably will be asleep for an hour, maybe two. They would be dead tired.When my alarm. Ted continued, working to a fever pitch and as the bed creaked louderand the nylon and satin zipped and swished even louder the "pat-pat-pat"slapping sound continued! I gasped and writhed again, wriggling tosquirm away but with him all the way inside now and with him holding myhips and with me on my back, my nyloned legs splayed and high in the airthere was no escape. I wriggled my hips and spread my legs wider stillbut the tight stretching sensation continued, the muscles in my smoothshaved.