We don't have any children yet, because we've both been working on our careers."Gretchen nodded, and asked, "What does Scott do? And for that matter, ...hat do you do?" Scott's a software development manager, and I'm a marketing analyst. We both really like our jobs, and we're quite happy in them. We make enough money that we can pretty much do what we want, and buy what we need, so it works out quite well for us."Gretchen smiled. "It sounds like you've got a pretty good life. So why did you. "I'm sure I could accommodate you, Sir," she continued making it quite clear where she could accommodate him with a wiggle of her slim hips.Ken felt Eric's heart rate jump and knew the guy was hard as steel. Ari wiggled on his cock again, her soft, hot pussy pushing on it through her thin shorts."Ari sweetheart, Eric has had a very difficult day," admonished Ken. "Don't tease him."Eric had no idea what to do. By her own admission she was underage and he didn't want to get in trouble. He wasn't. . pounce... and capture. She would have been his for the night in the old days.Suddenly one of the noisemakers elevated his obligatory unfunny laugh at something equally as unfunny. Jake turned to look, but not at him. His eyes found hers. Lost, confused and wanting. His heart skipped a beat as he realized she was looking past all of the commotions and straight at him. The noisemaker was her date, but she wouldn't be going home with him. Not tonight.Stepping back in time, Jake felt himself. I am able to figure out the frequencies he is tuning out. I will have to do some fiddling when I have time to adjust my Chameleon Circuitry. After looking at his science project, I am left wondering what kind of education Rick has had. He talks noticeably better and it would take someone with some physics and electronic knowledge in order to create the jammer he has in the basement.When we sit down for the evening meal, it is to a whole different experience. The boys are quiet and respectful..