I told her about our European trip and the wreck and all. When I got to tell her that I was going to propose to Cathy she said "Whoa, hold on dear bro...her. You're going to do WHAT?"I told her again and explained exactly how Cathy and I feel about each other. She then conceded that I had not completely lost all my marbles. She emphasized that it was quite sudden and I corrected her saying that I had known Cathy for several years. I told her about the subconscious feelings I had that I didn't. I stood up with shock. "Your pussy is so tight, i love it" Cassy said in only a towel. "thank you" i said, she smiled and kissed me, i kissed back as her towel dropped to the ground and our breast touched eachother. She pushes me on the bed and grabbs my legs and spreads them apart, i can feel her hot warm breath against my clean shaved pussy. then i felt her tongue touch my clit, i gasped, she held me down, I felt her tongue against the the walls of my pussy. It felt nice, she licked up all. " Wait!" she said again, thinking rapidly. "I-I'll give you a thousand dollars for those pictures." Max stopped abruptly."You serious ?" he asked thoughtfully, turning around to stare at the distraught young blonde."Yes!" she said, with more determination this time. "I'll give you good money for them, if... they turn out to be what you say they are."Max looked around carefully, as if afraid of being heard. "Well, now, little lady, maybe we might have something to talk about." He had a hard time. She was well enough to fuck Jerome's brains out not long after she arrived at the safe house from the hospital, so I knew she'd be up to the challenge presented by our final confrontation with the Destroyer.The planning session was surprisingly short. Dad had worked on his plan during the flight to Denver from Las Vegas, but each of us supplied input or suggestions, mostly me, because I'd developed most of the intelligence through my invasive gifts.I liked Dad's plan. It was clever, but not too.