. associate, Emile Chanson, might well have some savvy refinements.Ash said, “So, what’s the second part of your White Patriots plan?”“Disinfo...mation. I guess it’s also misdirection. Some of it may well be true.”Ash glanced at the clock. I sped up; no time to fall in love with my own voice. I’d already done that anyway.“Okay, the FBI has files on most of the top echelon haters. I was thinking about the ones converging on Kansas City next month. What about doing an ancestral portrait — a family. " Aly thought aloud, surprised by Alex's suggestion. "It's ok. I don't mind. Just don't hurt me." Alex said, looking towards Aly as she eyed his package. "Please? I want to wear your present if it will work." Alex added. Aly looked at his pleading eyes. "Ok." Aly agreed. Her eyes dropped back down to assess the problem. "Umm. Do you mind if I touch you?" Aly asked. "That's fine. It's not like I'll pee on you. Just don't hurt me." Alex said again. Aly swallowed hard and knelt before the boy. I just hope my present interests you after this." Huh? Mom, you already gave me your present. And it was better than getting Midge. Uhm, but I can open yours now if you want and we can... " No sir," she said with a smile. "You have to wait until you eat your dinner. You know the rules... "I sighed and said, "Yeah, I know the rules." Then I brightened up and I looked back at Midge. I started jumping up and down again saying, "Oh boy, oh boy, oh BOOYY!" just like I used to, getting a laugh out of. Twenty minutes had passed.Jake stood by the edge of the bed. "Mom," he whispered. I felt the covers being pulled back as he crawled on the bed and under the covers. Stretching out beside me, his hand reached to me, landing on my shoulder. He caressed down my naked back. "Oh shit," he whispered in the darkness. His hand slowly crossed the small of my back, slowed but steadily moved to caress my ass. "Oh my God," he again whispered as my nakedness surprised him. His hand hesitated as he rounded.