I've got great news for you this afternoon!For both of us, really! Ah, there you are! A kiss, sweetheart, quick,before anything else. Yes! Mmmm! ...hat's a darling apron, is it new?And you've redone your hair! It's really lovely! Very becoming!" Thank you, yes, it's long enough now to take a slight curl. And yes,the apron's new. Janet suggested I should make a special effort to lookpretty for you when I was cleaning for her last Thursday. She said Ishould look 'gift-wrapped' for you. We were both breathing heavily.“I’ve been waiting for that,” she said hoarsely. “I promised I wouldn’t let myself do that until you were taller than me.”I had nothing to say.“You know we can’t tell anyone about this, don’t you?” she said, quite serious.She was right. Small town, sixteen-year-old girl and a twelve-year-old boy. I might be the hero of my class, but she would be ruined and it would be a scandal that would last forever in the annals of Walsenburg gossip.Remember how I pointed out. You have pretty feet." I told her.Mom smiled and lifted her feet from the seat, pointing her beautiful little toes. Her toenail's were painted blood red, and speaking of blood, my cock by this time was full of it. It was the most painful erection I think I had ever experienced."These feet?" She asked in a cute tone.She brought a leg back effortlessly, until her knee was bent at her side. With relative ease, she brought a foot to my face and gently brushed her pointed toes across my cheek. I was. Craig asked if they could tell their families now. She agreed.Deb was impressed with Craig, but not surprised. Then they were going to tell his parents and sister.Al was nervous about that. Craig -- wouldn’t you know it? -- wanted to introduce her to his family via Skype. They rehearsed it once, and she thought he was being overly dramatic. But, after all, she was depending on his family to keep him loyal.He arranged sessions, by text, when everybody would be available and not engaged in.