Then some movement caught my eye. Thinking it was Lisa coming to join us, I looked up. It was Lisa, but my Emily was with her. They were both standing...there, watching us. Lisa held my daughter tightly, one hand on her breasts, the other down the front of her jeans.EMILY’S STORYI was just hanging out that morning when the phone rang. It was Mrs. Giamatti from next door. She said that she needed my help with something for a few minutes and if Chris and I would mind coming over. I told her that. What am I supposed to do with that?" I asked, my heart thumping uncomfortably. A tendril of fear wormed into me. Maybe Mary did know about Cassie and I!She tilted her head and looked at me, studied me deeply. "You're a handsome man. You're a good man, too. Cassandra seems to have her heart set on you, Finn. I think I can understand why. I've wrestled with this for a week and hardly been able to sleep." Mary paused to sip her coffee, her eyes studying me with intelligence.She continued as I. The rear proximity alarm jangled and Crystal saw three patrol cars following them, lights flashing, "Bogeys' at six o' clock." "Let's see if we can outrun them." The speedometer readout stood at 100mph when Crystal said, "They're still behind us--now they're opening fire--Wup, brace yourselves!" There was a hollow thud and the truck rocked, Jared kept the wheel steady and gunned it up to 140."For you folks at home that was an anti-tank rocket," Crystal said sarcastically, "Whoever put this rig. ‘Never let your husband’s cock wonder where its next climax is coming from.’ That’s the best marriage advice.’ Alex asked, ‘So what do we do now to get you your preferred gender?’ ‘Well, I’ve read on several sites that boy-making wrigglers swim faster than girl-making ones. Other things being equal, you get 106 boys for every 100 girls. But girl-makers have more endurance. To advantage them, you make the swim as long as possible. If we fuck now, my egg should be just released when your sperm.