Emma could see the humiliation etched on both grannies faces but wasn’t going to end it there. She made a point of lifting up both of Mabel’s huge...breasts so that everyone in the hall could see underneath them, before saying, “Well they look clear, but I can tell you, they are just so heavy.”Mabel and Janet were getting even more humiliated but knew they couldn’t do anything about it because they were both on probation and, if the police were called, they would be facing prison. So, they just. "Like I said, it wasn't until I digested the information Soon Lee had distributed to us that I put it together. That was when I started to realize we were talking about my ancestors."Tom spoke up saying, "I'm very confused."How can you be related to the Parker family of colonial Massachusetts when there's no record of Peter having married or having any children?"How do you explain direct lineage without Peter having any children?"Before I could speak, Tammy was right there showing exasperation. Probably a husband. But I couldn’t say no. So I grabbed her hand in mine, and we walked to her room. Once the door closed behind us, she grabbed me and kissed me feverishly. She didn’t shove her tongue down my throat. Somehow she kissed me like we’d been together forever. Her lips met mine in a perfect meld that was both sensual and loving. She looked into my eyes and without saying a word, convinced me that this was our destiny.Sarah pushed me back onto the bed. And while I was flailing away. I was nursing a rather stonking erection, and going to the door like some randy perv wasn’t exactly my style. “That will be Izzy!” “Ummm… shit.” “Problem?” asked Emily, looking down sheepishly, detecting my predicament. “Yes. No!” “Okay, Steve, I’ll let her in.” Emily got up and giggled impishly, and made a point of straightening the tops of her black socks. As she bent over, her skirt rode up just enough to show me the edge of her white panties. I was willing my erection to subside, but it was.