Oh fuck, what was Ithinking? Was I that far gone that I was worried about sharing Greg andEve with a baby? The enormity of the situation caused my bod... to simplycollapse.I leaned forward and lay my head on the keyboard, crying softly into thekeys.A few minutes later, I closed the browser, never sending the e-mail. Iscrambled up the stairs and moments later, I crept into bed with Kathrynand Thomas.***I had an hour before Kathryn began the bedtime routine. It wasinterminably long. I had my. Stephen’s father and I figured out a long time ago that it was best to trust our k**s to be responsible and not be too overbearing. I’d rather him not do these sorts of things behind our backs.” She smiled at me again, and then blew Stephen a kiss.“Good night, honey. See you in the morning,” she whispered. I hadn’t even been able to say anything to her before she was gone again. She probably thought I was rude. “There! You see? Nothing to worry about, babe.” Stephen squeezed me tighter, and. This allowed me to release his pants as my tongue explored his ear. “I’ve been dreaming of this since you first showed up here, you hot fucker!” He groaned again just as my hand found its way inside his pants. No superfluous layer of fabric to impede my progress. My suspicion bore out: the boy was going commando!I grasped his half-hard cock in my fist and hauled it out of his pants, which without its mass to hold them in place, slipped down past his hips, exposing his bubble butt for me. He. This had to be at least three feet down and stretch for about twenty to twenty seven feet to get good drainage. This is one job that would take us a couple of daysSo that hot water was available for the others I lit the fire under the drum, then went inside and relit the fire in the range. The flue piping that came with the fire was excellent it also had a cap on the top of the chimney to stop the rain getting in and dispersed the smoke and helped in the draught for the fire.We called it a day.