And they'll see us ALL the time." She had a satisfied smile on her face. "And kayaks. Nikki said we need kayaks!" Oh yeah," I laughed. "Mozart and kay...ks. What else does Mizz Nikki have to say?"Giggle. "She says she really likes Debussy for lazing around in the afterglow. Says her Dan hasn't complained about her choices in music." I can only imagine." I could imagine. My namesake's young wife was a cutie, and from his conversations, more than a bit like my redheaded angel in intelligence. Was I. ”Heather replied, “Nope. I’m yours.”“Great! Now, breakfast!”I spent all post-breakfast morning and an hour of post-lunch time catching up on the diary. It was a day of sharp focus, so I got a lot written, although I did have to ask the other girls for some details that I thought I had out of order, and some I did. We all dressed and took Inez to the airport in the Sprinter. Shortly after departing the house, Inez turned around in the front bench seat to talk to us.“For any of you that are. Shiner. Warm mug." As if he didn't know. He had a freezer full of frozen mugs, but I wanted to actually TASTE the beer I paid for. "What's going on?"He shrugged. "Friday night. Getting started early. He motioned toward the booths lining the far wall. There were two guys there putting their best moves on a drunk chick.That's common business at bars all over. I generally don't give it a second thought, but my eyes were adjusting to the dim interior of the bar and I looked twice.And almost shit. " She reached between us and grabbed my hard-on, and positioned the head of it against her very wet pussy lips. "Have you made love before, Sweetie?"I was trembling as I felt her lubing my rod with her pussy juices. "Sure, Mom, a few times, but... I'm afraid I'm not very good at it."She chuckled. "Oh, trust me, you'll be fine. And we'll both get better with practice. And, we'll be practicing quite a lot, I think. I have to warn you, though: I'm a bit of a screamer, and I might bite and I might.