Mel’s next question broke into my morbid thoughts.“Mike, your old babysitter, the one we met earlier...?”“Cassie? Yeah, what do you want to kn...w about her?”“Did you have the hots for her?”I chuckled. “Yeah, I did, but not at the time she was babysitting us; I hadn’t learned about girls back then. She’s five or six years older than me, which means I was about twelve or thirteen when she went off to college and didn’t ever sit for us again. Then, about two years after, Mom asked me to take. Anyway, that wasn't what she needed to be considering right now.Kaylee wasn't a prude. After all, the first time the Cap'n had ever seen her she was on her back having sex with the mechanic she ended up replacing. But the Cap'n hadn't meant anything to her, 'least wise not then anyway, and not like THAT at any time. But the closer she felt to someone the more embarrassed she was about showing that side of herself. Maybe that was why she couldn't come right out and tell Simon just how she felt.. I slide off your lap. Sinking down on my knees. I position myself between your thighs, my fingers lightly working their way up over the fabric till they settle on your zipper. I tug it down slowly and look up, meeting your eyes as I reach one hand in. Tugging your boxers open, I wrap my fingers around your hard cock and pull it out. You give it a few throbs to make me giggle like I always do, and I feel my self getting wetter. Licking my lips I notice that the tip is already wet with precum.I. I was saddened by the lookof disgust that appeared on his face before he quickly followed Derekdown the hall."Brett?" I heard Tracy ask. She was Kyle's older sister. She was sittingon the couch holding little Heather, the first grandchild in the family.She was also sitting next to Grandpa Jones, my mom's dad. It looked likehe was ready to have a heart attack at my appearance."Come here, Megan," I heard Aunt Judy say from where she was stillstanding in the kitchen. "Let me get a look at you."I.