We were concerned that we might run into more trouble than we were normally prepared for, so I took along my combat shotgun as well as my pistol.Okay,...so the combat shotgun was pushing the rules a little hard, though there was no specific rule against having one. I figured that the extra firepower would come in handy if we ran into more gang members than we would normally expect. Both of us subscribed to the motto of "better safe than sorry."We had no trouble gaining entry to the building.. I've met her and she is so into boys. She clued me in about a lot of things she and I had done while growing up, and she had the opportunity to rekindle any flames that might have been there, but there weren't any. Nothing happened between Cathy and me. I don't know where or how she came up with the name 'Pete' but I kind of like it. I really like it when you call me that. It's something special between us. It didn't have any special meaning for me when Cathy used it, but when you say it, when. "See how the material lays so firmly against her back here?" he asked. "Hanna, run your hand down right here to see how well the fabric lays against her."Hanna did as she was told, and Linda could feel her younger daughter's hand caress her ass."So it works OK back here," Bill said laying his hand against her ass. His finger tips just happened to land in the crack right above her puckered back door. Naturally he pressed in slightly. "And it works OK up here," he continued as he lay his hand. "Go on," I encouraged."Well, you know how bad I have cramps some times." I nodded that I did. "Mary Ann Miller told me last night that a girl won't have cramps any more after she starts having sex regularly."I had never heard anything like that before, but I knew Mary Ann Miller and thought she had a very hot body and just thinking abut her and sex gave me an instant hard-on. "Okay. and so???" Well, think about it. Have you ever heard of mom having cramps like I do, or any other mom for that.