”“Don’t worry, Mom,” I said, giving her a hug and a kiss on top of the head. “I love Beca and would never do anything that would hurt her.�...What I didn’t tell Mom was that I was picking up Beca and going to a hotel. Or that we weren’t spending the night alone together.Adrienne and Celia had booked a king room at the Holiday Inn. Not the most glamorous accommodations in Fort Wayne, but the bed was big enough for four active teens. And we intended to be active. We all understood one thing above. Yep, the rowdy days are gone.There’s this tank of something in my brain and while it’s full I’m fine but once it runs out I’m in trouble. I wish I knew what it was so I could focus on it and make sure I stayed tanked up. I was doing really well until I did that overtime. Between it and the family holiday schedule I’m ok but needing some rest. My job situation is up in the air. I’m performing well but I may still get bit in the butt by their rules. We’ll have to see how that goes.I plan on. Truly concerned, I asked,“I didn’t hurt you, did I, Precious?” Bobbie shook her head and peeped at me out of thecorner of her wet eyes. “No, Daddy. It was – beautiful!I didn’t know it could be like that.” Her breastsrubbing against my ribs, she snuggled up to me, andafter a moment, put her lips to my ear. “You know what I said?” she asked, in a voicesurprisingly husky for her age, “I mean, about . While climbing the bus, I bid good bye to my cousin and thanked for his wishes about my happy journey. When I started moving inside, I could see the couples settling down and adjusting themselves in their seats. I located my seat and placed by bag on the luggage rail. I was anxiously waiting about my neighbor. I was very much happy to see so many happy couples doing horny things in my heart. Then the bus started moving. Nobody filled my neighboring seat. I could see a 3 middle aged men sitting.