It was much harder to deal with the flower beds than I thought, as I had planted them for Breana the first of spring. Of course, that was before the d...saster that turned my dream life into a nightmare.I had to concede that the yard looked a lot better, but it was sad without the flowers. The housing authority that had snuck into my neighborhood, behind my back, better not say a fucking word now. After the gardening, I went into the garage and pulled out a ladder and my caulk gun. Then I caulked. “Dad?” “Hello, Alan. I came to see you and Brianna while I am in town.” “Bri is cooking. Come on in.” It was usually awkward when their father was around. He seemed to be more fond of his daughter than his son. And as they entered the dining room, Alan was starting to notice why. Their father couldn't stop staring at Brianna's ass as she pranced around in her tiny panties and t-shirt. “You two have grown up. How is school?” Alan loved the idea of a different topic to think about. “Good. I start. Both had deep tans and perfect figures. In an instant she had Maria in her arms and was melting her lips to hers.“I’ve missed you so!” Maria whispered. “Welcome home, Princess!”Then she did the same with Anna. In both cases their kisses were powerful — so powerful they would have killed a lesser person — and filled with love, joy and grace. So engrossed were they in one another that they hadn’t even entered the apartment when the elevator door opened with the Sloans inside. Again kisses were. Wait did you say grandpa asked Naruto. Yeah, over the years youve become like a son to me, I look forward to it said Jiraiya. Thats good . . . . . . I think said Naruto. So now having said that how was she in bed, was she good, was she alright, was she wild or passionate, was she kinky, how tight was she? said Jiraiya again with that huge perverted grin. Naruto became stiff and got a blush on his face at what he was asking him, because the moment he finished asking the memories of what happened.