When Cindy looked over her shoulder, Jan kissed her softly and lovingly. Cindy was surprised to see there were tears in the girl's eyes as she said, "...arling Cin, I have a favor to ask. The favor is for Pete and me both." Of course, Jan. Anything. What is it?" she replied."May we have a plastic surgeon remove these terrible scars I inflicted on your body? Of course Pete and I will pay for it. We have a surgeon in Los Angeles all lined up through Mom. He's reputed to be the very finest in the. He kept saying he recognised me but couldn’t place where from. I had a feeling he was probably one of you guys ,) By the time we arrived in town Jenn was full on kissing a lad half her age (she’s 38!) while the other lad was watching with a raging hard on. I turned to the cab driver and laughed. He shook his head and said he sees this all the time. He then gave me his number and told me to ring him when we were ready to go home and he’d pick us up to save us queuing in the cold. I dragged Jenn. "Ahhhh,, so you want that fifty bucks, do you?" Sig laughed. Brynn's queer head continued to spin with machinations. Imagine—- The ultimate---getting his mother's boyfriend to ejaculate inside of him instead of her. Wouldn't that be the best? He would get the sperm that was suppose to go into his mother! He loved his mother but the thought that her boyfriend would deposit his seed in his queer throat instead of her sent spirals of lust through him. Yes! Having Sig ejaculate in him. Funeral over, I headed back to Missouri, assuring both the father and the daughter, and of course, Grandma, that I was available, at a moment’s notice, should I need to fill in as ... The Godfather. Things got back to normal, and I’d fly down for a weekend to be with them every couple of months. Once I got them all rounded up and took us all to Disneyland in California for a couple of days. That went over pretty well. Melissa sat with me in the cockpit asking extremely intelligent questions.