“If they don’t have to do any work inside the house, that will make it much quicker; all that have to do is reactivate the connection at the excha...ge. I’ll call the district manager tomorrow morning; see what they can do for you. Now, I suppose we need to make plans for moving all your stuff across on Sunday.”“I’ll call Chris,” my mother said. “Once we go through all the stuff she has, and we have here, we can work out what extra things you’ll need. There’s the old Electrolux vacuum cleaner we. “Er, um, uh, hi Mom,” I gurgled.Mom was still staring at us open mouthed as Jane rose gracefully and extended her hand.“It’s a pleasure to meet you Mrs. Pulaski. Won’t you join us for breakfast?” Jane sounded as cool and composed as if she done this a hundred times.Mom, still speechless, mechanically stepped forward and allowed Jane to sit her at the table. Jane got Mom a cup of coffee, returned to her seat and took my hand again. It was surreal as Jane calmly talked to my mom.“I’m sure this is. Liz doesn’t usually scream like that when I get in a tickle fight with her.”“That’s because she usually wins and it’s normally you howling like a cat on heat. How did you manage to win for once?”I grinned again. “I cheated. I had Liz all wrapped up in a sheet before I started. She couldn’t get her arms free to defend herself.”She laughed. “Figures!”“Anyway, our screaming in the next room wouldn’t normally wake you up.”“I went to bed early last night. I didn’t feel like...”“Oh! Okay!”We looked. Was that all? Was that all he’d seen? I made no comment as Daniel took hold of his fully-erect cock and gave it a tug. “Are you having a shower?” “I suppose.” “Do you mind if I…” Suddenly in my imagination my tits were dripping with Daniel’s spunk. “You want to spunk on my tits?” Daniel groaned so loudly that parts of the dilapidated bathroom rattled. “I would love to spunk on your tits.” Laura would love this, I thought, as I pushed the dressing gown off my shoulders; leaving me effectively.