Since dad was desperate for the scoop, I knew the questions were better asked by me and I asked Celia if Nick's drunkenness was a problem.She leaned o...er and whispered, "Absolutely, he couldn't get it UP! Y'know, I'd swear he still carries a torch for dear old mummy, here!" Some drunks can't perform at all," I dryly observed, then I probed with, "Then why didn't you just bring him on back here, last night."Celia shot me a surprised look and said, "I thought I was doing you a favor. I could see. Instead he rubbed me more. Finding my excited clit he massaged it with one finger. A moan escaped my lips. I suddenly realized how vulnerable I was. I had never been naked in front of this many people at once. Never had so many eyes looked upon my naked body. That in itself caused excitement and apprehension all at the same time. After I felt my wetness increase I again felt a finger begin to be inserted in me. My pussy opened as the thick rubber penetrated deeper and deeper. I moaned out as. The scream, a masculineone, then one that was feminine, had shattered the quiet. Looking up,Piccolo had seen a form falling, and he had reacted by flying to catchthe falling person.He had reacted instinctively, without thought, and only wondered laterwhy he had done it.Piccolo's arms closed around the form of a young woman as she emergedfrom the thick leaden clouds. She was still quite conscious, andyelling all the louder for it."Will you shut the hell up brat??" asked the Namek, his ears. Standing on the front steps, I said, ‘It is required that you punch me.’ Her eyes widened. ‘Why, exactly.’ ‘Do it. Do it really hard, and I’ll tell you.’ She wound up and smacked the middle of my belly. Good, hard blow. She looked intently at me, expression not giving any emotion away. ‘Why?’ ‘Evens the field a bit. Feels good, doesn’t it?’.’ She turned away and hurried down the stairs. There were more tears in her eyes. I waved. Sharon was behind me. ‘That was nice of you.’ Her lips kissed.