I fly a Cessna 402 quite a bit.”“Closer,” he said.We pulled up close to our plane. I bounded out and clamped around Dan.“What’d you do, litt...e one?” He asked.“All sorts of things, baby.” I looked, saw Mister Lackman approaching. “Dan, Mister Dennis Lackman. Mister Lackman, my husband Dan Richards.”I must be getting old. Mister Lackman didn’t blink at the ‘husband’ comment. Wait a minute. I already told him that my husband was waiting for me. Cindy Sue, you’re fried.He reached for the hand Dan. I eased away, careful not to wake her, and got up.The coffee was great and Lisa had stocked up on fresh milk for the granola. Heaven. I went and found a newspaper to start catching up on the world.About seven I heard something and looked up to see a delightful sight. Lisa, hair a mess, makeup off, nude, standing in the bedroom doorway. "Good morning, beautiful!" Never a camera handy when you need it."Coffee." She rubbed her eyes.I poured, kissed her cheek, and patted her butt. "Your wish is my. ”She started to remove the t-shirt Jill was wearing as she kissed her again. Jill started to struggle but the longer they kissed the easier it was for Randi to remove it.‘God, she is a good kisser. I wonder if she has been with a girl before?’Randi was thinking this as she grabbed Jill’s hands and placed them on her t-shirt. Jill got the hint and removed it. She just stared at her mom’s tits as they looked so beautiful and suckable.“Mom, have you done this before? You seem to know what you are. Friday 16th January 2015I watched eagerly as the clock slowly ticked by waiting for that ever sweet noise of the bell ringing to signal for me to go home and start the weekend. English was my last lesson on this blustery Friday afternoon. Although I hated my bitch of an English teacher the class consisted of many of my close friends, Jack, Ryan, Adam, Louis, Harri, Leah, David, John, Derek and Becky. Harri was hosting a party at his house tonight. Luckily in this class I was sat right at the.