" Don't worry about the language, Alan. I have been known to use such words, myself, on occasion. Well ... Pretty often, if the truth be known. Oh, an... please call me Kitty, since we are what might be called partners in crime."I offered to take Alan all the way to Austin, since it was really not out of my way all that much. He agreed, so we spent the next few days in each other's company. I enjoyed the chance for conversation along the way, and I am sure that he did too. We got to know each. Andrew could not have felt worse. Not only was he losing his business but he is letting his wife down as well. He gently placed his lips on her cheek and kissed her. "I'm so sorry my darling, somehow I will make this up to you, I promise," he whispered. He wiped more tears from his own eyes as he rose and walked back down stairs.As quietly as possible, Andrew cleaned up the kitchen. He threw the scorched lamb in the garbage, and cleaned up the table. It was still early but Andrew was wiped out,. I figured every guy would treat me the same way. Then one day just before you moved in, I was in my room masturbating, and I heard a noise in my closet. I opened it and there were Billy and Jacob, spying on me! I was furious, I threatened to tell mom, and naturally they begged me not to, saying they would do anything I asked. I thought about it for a couple days, and decided that I wanted them to be MY sex toys.”“Wait, what?! YOU blackmailed THEM? You catch your pervy little brothers spying on. Jamie suddenly pushed his face away again. Joe looked up at her. His mustache and goatee were coated in her juices, slick and wet. His nose was red. Jamie smiled and turned around. Bending over, she knelt one leg up on the bed. She knew what Joe saw. Her pink, wet pussy, her black lace thong shoved up inside her pussy and disappearing between her cheeks. Looking over her shoulder, she told Joe, "Lick me. Now. Suck on my clit." Jamie had never talked like this before. She'd never told him what.