She told me that she would have Hans at the airport at twelve o'clock the next day, reminding me that she expected all of us at her house from noon on...Saturday, until about seven or eight that evening. I knew she wanted to be in a position to observe, first hand, how her scheming and plotting was unfolding. I was grateful for her help, and didn't begrudge her the ringside seat. I wondered if my father was privy to any of what was beginning to unfold?The flight back home was lively. The girls. "I told her that we could work something out. As I pulled out of the lot, I said to her, "Just warning you, I get kinda touchy-feely when I'm alone with a sexy woman." Then I put my hand on her thigh. She surprised me by saying, "I get really touchy-feely too," and then she put her hand on my thigh. As I drove, she kept moving her hand up and was brushing against my cock. I had a semi by the time we pulled up to her place. I parked and followed her inside.She said, "Give me a few minutes to. I'm going to get Mom."And he tore off down the hall, up the stairs noisily, opening the door to Mom and Dad's bedroom. "Mom! Mom! Mom! Wake up! Mom! Mom!" and he began tugging at her arm.Simone cracked an eye at the clock. 1:35. "It's too early, Carl. Go back to bed." Mom! Mom! Wake up! Something's across the street! There's dead bodies! You gotta see it! MOM!"Andy was awake by now. Both he and Simone were struggling out of bed, they grabbed robes, and staggered into the living room. Dead. . “I think it’s dinner time."It wasn’t what I expected to come out of his mouth, but it brought me back to grumbling reality of hunger in my stomach. Emmett smirked.“You’ll just have to punish me later for eating my dessert before my dinner."Yep, that was more like an Emmett comment. I forced a scoff in response. I couldn’t help but stare when Emmett got up and moved this wardrobe. His rock-hard erection jousted outwards and proudly bobbed with each step. I bit my lip and blushed as sudden.