While Jordan’s work was sporadic at first, word spread and soon Jordan had more work than she could handle. One day she got a call from an individua... who had written a romance novel and felt it needed some polishing before being submitted. Jordan and I discussed the situation and finally Jordan decided to do this as a ‘one off’ until she saw how things went. This turned out to be a turning point since the editing of the novel spurred the creative juices and Jordan wrote a novel herself and. ‘Tell the truth, no. Dani and I used to be the closest of the bunch. She’d come to me when someone was picking on her or she had a question that she didn’t know who else to get an answer from. Hell, I kicked a couple of my brother’s asses when we were younger because of shit they had done to her. But she’s changed, and I guess I don’t know how to handle it, I mean it’s like I don’t know her at all anymore. She never used to be as quiet and withdrawn like she is now, she was always smiling and. Are you telling me to do it?”I looked over to my wife. She was sitting on Don’s lap, watching us. Her hand was stroking his cock.“Terry, can I talk to you for a minute?”I knew she didn’t want to, but she got off his cock and came over to me. “Take Mary and prep her, and explain to her what Don will be doing to her.”“For… Oh, I get it. Mary! Follow me, please.”Don came over to see what was going on and when I told him what she was doing.“I’ll bet she doesn’t even do the enema, let alone an. " You're too young to know so much," I chastised. "Wait a week or so to grow up." I beckoned her to me and hugged her."Mama was clean," she argued, her hand dropping to my subsiding member."Uh uh!" I muttered, grasping her wrist and pulling her hand away. "What did I just say?"Marisol looked up into my eyes. "If you need me, I'm happy to remind Nana how it's done." I'll bear that in mind," I replied dryly. "Now run along..." It might help if she sees me..." It might help if she sees me what?".