I’m glad that you’re worshiping your daddy’s cock. I love worshiping it, too.” She glanced at me. “Mothers should fuck their sons, too. You ...now, bond.” She smiled like she knew something I didn’t.“Okay, we just need to figure out who is who at the house,” I said. I believed that B30428 was the son which left 8F031A and 384B0DE to figure out. I typed in the command line:384B0DE;call the Michaels’ residence to say hiThat dot moved from the living room and then paused. A moment later, our phone. I got my hands down the back of her slacks and in to her panties where I grabbed her arse. As I played with her butt, we kissed wildly, our tongues were playing kiss chase in our mouths, and I was sighing and moaning, desperately wanting sex. I managed to gasp,"Go down on me Evie, go down on me. Lick my pussy, Oh God, please lick it." Evie stood up and said,"I've got something better planned for you. I'm going to fuck you like you've never been fucked before. Strip off and lie face down on a. When I told them I knew things, they thought I’d been spying on them and their neighbors. I quickly learned to keep things to myself. It wasn’t until I went off to college and got out from under them that I had the courage to admit that I had a gift. Some of what I do is talk to the dead, and some is just intuition,” he said, and looked over his coffee cup to see how I had taken his little speech.“What does that have to do with me?” I asked.“When I got near you, I knew I had to talk to you.. ”“This time?” a confused Lois asked.“Jimmy,” Phyllis said in a cold, calm voice. “I want you to shoot that woman walking across the street. Put one right in the back of her pretty head. We don’t need her to talk to the Police, all we have to say is on that little recorder in her hand.”Twin cold waves flashed through Lois’s body. The first caused by the notion that she could’ve been the woman out there in the street, unaware that she had just been selected to die to make a point. The second from.