I didn’t think much of it other than one of the girls she plays volleyball with must have brought her home or something. I raised the garage door a...d pulled on in… my wife’s car was in its normal spot. Nothing seemed out of place.After I got all my tools unloaded, I grabbed my lunchbox and thermos and headed, quietly on into the house. I didn’t turn on any lights, and tried not to make too much noise as dropped off my stuff in the kitchen on the way through. “Hmm… no supper on the stove? . “And your nipples.”I got up and started to root through her backpack, causing her to stop and look at me.“Did I say you could stop?” Laura stuck her tongue out in defiance but still carried on.As she started to rub the screen into her nipples, I found what I was looking for. I sat behind her, with a leg either side and moved her hair to expose her neck and kissed it. I then gathered all her hair behind and started my ritual of massaging, combing and plaiting it.“I think that’s enough.”Laura. I didn’t care if they were Republican or Democrat they were all there for the big bucks and we didn’t mind greasing their palms as long as they voted our way when all was said and done.The Detroit boys were using Sacramento as their base of operations because San Francisco and Los Angeles were simply too complex for their style of evil takeover. They could manipulate the important people in Sacramento a lot easier than the devious pricks in San Francisco or the Hollywood crowd down in Los. At some point I could hear her mumble in exhaustion "I'm a sissyfaggot and my brother's Fleshlight", I felt your cock stir inside meagain as you got excited at a clear sign of Mommy getting better andwe started to have another fuck session.My life was fairly routine as I finally settled into my role as yoursex-addicted little girl, doing my part to keep you happy while Mommywas working toward getting all better for you from her stay at thehospital. I did the chores as best I could, but I know.