And Mrs. Jannik if Shannon could join them for the weekend. Brent and Bonnie would act as chaperones. It was another big step up for Tim in his relati...nship with his new father. The adoption papers hadn't been acknowledged yet, but Brent and Bonnie had been assured that it was just a formality once the interview had been conducted. They expected that to happen early in the new year.Shannon had made a big impact on Tim. When Shannon introduced him to her friends as her boyfriend, he was. As Igwanda put it, "You're our ace in the hole, Grandmother. I think Al and I can handle it, with 'Sheda to back us up on the technical end. But I don't want you overstressed if we can avoid it; you're getting along, and Dad told me to take care of you, and I'm going to do just that if I can." I do want to get down there at some point, Carlie," she'd told him. "Just to see it one last time. I won't get in the way, but it would be nice to go back to that meadow where your grandfather and I were. She couldn’t believe this was happening, nor could she believe how incredibly erotic it felt, being touched up by the dirty old goat and having his slippery hammerhead smearing her soft skin with gooey secretion. Her orgasm was already bubbling in her loins when she felt one clammy hand leave her tit and go south, rubbing her belly before slipping under the elastic waistband of her knickers. Reaching inside her knickers, his hand sank deep, two sausage fingers probing her damp entrance before. Jack, you know her, her name is Sheila Constable, she tutored you in maths, do you remember her?” Jack did remember her. Her husband was a lot older than her. He had dementia and a problem with his prostate. Jack had loved his lessons from Sheila, she always greeted him with a long cuddle. When Jack was sixteen she would sit on Jack’s knee and cuddle him after the lesson. Sheila’s tits were the first pair he had played with in his life.” Jack replied, “Of course I remember her, when I was.