I could never, ever imagine myself in his shoes. I don't know how somepeople just... put themselves front and center like that. Wheneverit's happene... to me, I've felt a strong urge to step out of that spotas soon as possible. But guys like Alan live there. They thrivethere. Soon, he wasn't struggling to keep up. He was barking orders.He was giving condolences. He was the one in the lead. He was incharge again.Boss Alan Carson. Mayor Alan Carson. Hell, why not: King Carson,because fuck. She picked it up talking to one of her friends. She walked back inside the house. She probably went out back to lay out in the sun.I sat in my SUV trying to think of an idea. I had to come up with something to get Lisa out of the house. Once I got her then getting invited over to meet the mother would be easier. After much deliberation, I decided to text Lisa in hopes she might fall for coming over to my house. I picked up my cell phone. I decided to text "What's up! LOL U know ?" then I typed. Like a picture out of place, Kelly finally grasped that whatever was pressed against her cousin’s pussy was moving, undulating, throbbing out and in like a billows. With every pulse outward, it was growing bigger, swelling. At that point Lisa released the sheets clenched in her fists and gently lowered her butt down to the mattress. She thrust her hands beneath her and cupped her ass cheeks before pushing her hips upward against the swelling object. Supported on her elbows, she spread her. “I must have been having a nightmare.”He nodded, taking her into his arms. He wasn’t buying her story. She’d been sleeping serenely when he had walked into the room. But he said nothing. He simply held her until she stopped shaking.“Well, so much for my smooth move of trying to climb into bed and seduce you from your slumber,” he joked.“I’m sorry, it was a really nice gesture,” she said with a weak smile.“How about we just lay here for a bit until you shake off the nightmare?”Grace nodded.Mac.