To Phil, the Dodgers were a bigger deal than a small-time studio. The team was certainly more visible than Lambswool. He decided to trust that Meredit... would know who in the media could be counted upon to give a fair accounting.After a deep breath, he dialed the number.The conversation with the reporter started out well enough. The guy had no real information on Phil Warner and had Googled him. Lambswool wasn’t a major player in the entertainment industry, despite producing the top-rated cable. Mom started the conversation:Mom – What was all that?Sister – The same as what you do with your son.Mom – I mean when it all started? And how?Dad – Relax babe. I will…Me – Hey dad. Don’t call her babe. She is my babe. And she (pointing to sister) is your babe.ad – Ok. But just be relax. I will tell you how and when it all started. And son your mom is my babe first and then yours.Mom – It’s ok, we will decide that later. But tell us your story now.Dad’s Narration:One day my friend came to me and. I have completed the required registration with e-mail address and password. By now almost all countries in the world have been listed alphabetically. I clicked on the field Turkey and it appeared to my surprise really lots of "profiles" of members, sometimes even with pictureI clicked on any member to see how it goes on. And it continues promisingly. The profile opened similar to here with hamster. The Menue was similar, invite friends, write a message, upload pictures, etc. Somewhat different. "You're naked too, Martha," I said. "We're all naked."I adjusted gain and contrast to get as good a picture as possible as Mom and Aunt Mary stopped in the shallow end of the pool to kiss and hug and feel each other up. I looked at the girls around me. Three naked girls surrounded me. That was a total of four large, luscious breasts, two small tits, two neat hairy pussies, and one clean-shaven pussy. And I was spending my time making minor adjustments to a goddamn TV picture.Aunt Mary and Mom.