”“Your girlfriend? I thought Jacob...” Betty started.“Mom, the pod is the pod. We use the term boyfriend and girlfriend with each other becaus... there isn’t a better word,” Cindy said.“I just wanted you to be a little older before you started dating.” Cindy put her arm around her mother and laid her head on her mother’s shoulder.“I turned fifteen in Jacob’s arms. You were there. So were Brittany and Sophie and Desi. Just because we’re going to a dance, it doesn’t mean we’re sleeping. Setting each hand back down I glide my fingers up your arm and down your back to your lower back. Massaging your muscles right next to the spine I start to slide my body down until I am kneeling between your legs. My hands glide over your ass and rub your thighs. Pouring a little more massage oil on your legs I give each leg focused attention from thigh down to your feet. After finishing both legs I slide my hands up the inner calf then thighs, fingers brushing over your soft pussy lips. You. We left Selina with steaks frying, and we have to run back and help her." You sure you don't need some of us to give you a hand?"Arlene winked at her mother. "We've got it, Mom." Then very quietly, "They're proud as can be, and they're working like beavers. If I see we can't get it done in time, I'll call, but let's let them do it if at all possible."The Clan Queen smiled back, proud of her daughter, then returned to locating and wrapping presents."Who are all these people?" Eileen quietly. Beena was asked to sleep over at night in our house in case Grandma has to go to toilet at night or if she wants water or if there is any other problem. Since she was to sleep inside Grandma’s room (on floor), people in the house did not think it a big deal. After all, I was considered the innocent, studious type. Parents left in the afternoon, day servants left in the evening, and sometime around 7 p.m. Beena arrived at the house. I was waiting for her and as soon as she came I opened the door.