She looked at my stepmother; I knew the set of Julia Ann's shoulders meant limbs were about to fly in different directions."It's age," I told the fede...al agent. "The older women are much more protective than the teenage ones. I would have thought the opposite, first love and all that." It's our experience," Angela said. "Julia Ann and I know how rare good dick is." She's a federal agent," I said to Angela. "I'm sure there's something about statutory rape in the federal books!"The redhead agent. "his voice growling with every thrust he shoved deeply inside my body.I was starting to feel it again...the blinding flash that starts deep inside me...and flows over and over out of me, making my mind lose its sense of sanity...in blinding light...my shaking body taking control as this burst of pleasure implodes from within me, making me scream uncontrollably as it sweeps all over...making every cell of my flesh burn red with the flaming passion of lust...for my son."John...I'm coming. “No problem,” I said, my voice still feeling like I had something loose in there. “I suspect she’s too half-dead to give you any more problems.”Gina had come up beside me and pointed the camera down at Marlene. She was passed out, covered in blood, had very clearly pissed herself and her hands hung at strange angles.I crouched down into the shot and smiled at the camera with some obvious effort. “I’m sorry. Where are my manners? This is Marlene Garrett. She invited sixty girls she was friends. Okay, fine. Piss and get out of here.Well, it's not my problem if you can't do it with somebody else in the room. Do you expect me to get out of the tub and leave so you can pee? Think again. Just do what you have to do and get out of here. Yeah, fine, I'll close my eyes.No, I won 't put my hands over my ears.Because that's fucking stupid, and because if I move my hands from where they are, you'll probably stare at my boobs. You perv.You're done? Finally?No, you don't have to apologize, I was.