For the life of me, I didn't know how I had gotten suckered into doing this, into being the centerpiece at an alumni get together at my brother's alma...mater. His fraternity hosted this damn thing once a year and this year I got to be the edible centerpiece.Well, yeah, I did know how I got here. I mean, I was the one who made the bet on the football game with him when he was home in December. I was so cockily sure my team would win and his Eagles would swan dive that I'd agreed to do what he. His long, brown hair had fallen over his face and for some reason, I felt compelled to brush it out of his face. The simple act had been enough to wake him."Mmm...guess I fell asleep," he said, rubbing his eyes softly."Yeah. You've been tired all day. What's up?" Nothing really, I just didn't get a good night's sleep last night."I nodded my head at his answer. "Well, if you're tired, perhaps you should go to bed early tonight. We can finish the movie tomorrow." No no, I'm fine, really," he. He had finished, but my dallying and momentarily dreaming, had not registered it, so I held him firmly as my erotic thoughts sprung to life.I pushed the bed pan under the bed and reached for the wet towel I had brought in, 'Let me clean you', I said, as Daddy turned back onto his back, all the time I held onto his penis, all the time it got thicker as his erection took hold in the darkness.'Daddy' I whispered as I brought the cool wet cloth onto his cock and wiped it's glans, 'do you miss. When she lay on the floor and wrapped herself in her blanket, it was more akin to losing consciousness than it was to falling asleep.As she watched the game — the first football game she had ever seen — she was so proud of Cathy! The announcing team of Al Michaels, Frank Gifford, and Dan Dierdorf couldn't say enough about this remarkable woman. Dierdorf had interviewed Cathy before the game and it was this interview that sent Maureen scampering to rescue Vangie from the kitchen to see it.She.