I wanted to shoot anger out of it. I felt the urge to push.“No. My cunt brother took it for the day. I walked here. A little over a mile.”Robbie s...ghed.“Me too.”We stared at each other.“I honestly think it’s too hot out to fuck you.” He said.My juices streamed down my thighs and into my socks. I looked down at my legs. The liquid was cloudy white and thick. It looked like male cum.“No.” I protested.We tried to kiss again but it was so disgusting and hot. I felt like I was getting a full body. So I took my jeans and knickers off in one swoop and laid back down fully naked, nervous of what he would do next. He started rubbing my pussy with one hand and squeezing my tits with the other. his hands were shaking, I thought soon he is going to stop. I heard his zip become undone while my eyes were still closed. He made sure I was still in a `deep sleep` by asking me different questions to which I replied with a simple yes or no. I was very anxious at this point thinking he could ask me to. This foundation’s mission will be the rescue, protection, education, treatment and ongoing care for victims of human trafficking. I am going to ask my grandmother to head up this foundation, and I am hoping that the Methodist Church will be the organization that she can turn to for the administration of the foundation.”Sean felt his grandmother take his other hand and squeeze it. He glanced over to her, saw a tear in her eye, as she simply nodded her agreement to him. Knowing he had her behind. "This card has the $7,500 on it for the gold that you gave me yesterday. If you need more than that, let me know, and we'll see what can be done," he told us. Pat and I sat there flabbergasted. We had never had that much money at one time in our lives."Thank you, Grandfather!" we both said, still shocked. Grandfather got three bottles of O'Connell's Irish Ale out of the refrigerator, and we sat there and drank them until the women returned.When our Grandmothers and our girlfriends returned.