I picked up some burgers, fries, chips, cokes, some Chinese’s and a six-pack of beer for me later. And back to the house and my waiting 14 year old ...oddess for some more earth shattering love making.I walked in with my goodies and saw her lying there, propped up on a couple of pillows, with one leg bent slightly under the other, her tight slit looking at me with a bit of my cum just slipping out of her young girl pussy, god she looked good, in fact so good my dick sprang to its full enlarged. I smile, “That’s better than being like me.” The mother looks at me strange, so I reply, “I’m scared of flying, partly from a bad incident in a light aircraft as a kid, and partly from not being in control of the vehicle. That’s why I get a window seat, so I can try to sleep through most of it. When I’m awake I can look out the window to pretend I’m flying in the air by myself and it’s all part of a dream.”She laughs as she says, “Yes, better to be excited than scared. We’re on our way to visit. ” Hazel looked hard at him before he turned away. “I had better get going,” he told her. “Catch you tomorrow.” Rod knew that she would be wearing stockings the next day. His instinct was right. It often was. Just a short hard look into a woman’s eyes was enough to tell him if she was submissive or dominant. A submissive would look down and lower her head slightly as if bowing and showing subservience; acknowledging superiority and dominance. All his women had done that. Hazel had also done it.. ." I thought, but then I remembered "Kelly's" eyes. Kelly's eyes were blue. The woman who was a mirror image of Kelly's eyes, were green." And you went to the library looking like..." I started."I do right now," she interrupted in perfect Nora voice.I berated myself for missing the signs. She had kept saying things like: "Thank you for taking me!" and "Now we can all be together." Also, how she talked about her using the library, which Nora did all the time; Kelly never did. The signs were all.