"It's true, after all. I'm going to have a baby out of wedlock, and that makes me a slut."Obviously she had tumbled to my idea, which was a preemptive...strike on the whole slut issue."You are no such thing!" wailed my mother. She got up and went to her sister for the first time since she had arrived. "You're my baby sister and I love you, no matter what!"Then there was this big hugging thing, and they were both crying like girls do and the tension evaporated and Dad started eating again. Just. My hand meanwhile was on his cock, rubbing it through his underwear while Matt kicked off his pants. He allowed me to explore him and I moved up, kissing him on his shoulders and neck. I remembered he wasn't into kissing men on the lips, so I moved back down before I got carried away.I slowly moved my head lower onto his abs, kissing and licking on the way down, my hand continuing to feel his cock strengthening. Matt was losing patience and he began to push my head towards his member, the head. But not now, no!Goddammit, I hate this job. Every day, another stupid thing to deal with when I’m trying to watch TV, play golf. There’s always some stupid bullshit, some twinkle toed flunky knocking on my door, “Mr. Proctologist, we need you...” BORING!Always some loser wanting my time. Some cuck. Always another schedule. Another thing I have to do. It sucks!I wish they would impair me. I’d ditch that old bag Stelania and find a new piece of hot young ass.I’d go on Instablam and find the. "Yvette, can you move over a couple tables and take Manuel's call. If you have to, stall him and I'll join in later, but I think I should find out what the navy wants."Yvette nodded. "Got it. Kate, put the commander through now. I'll whisper when I have a spot to route Manuel through."Kate spoke a moment later. "Sorry for the delay, commander. I've routed your signal." About time," the gruff voice replied. "Tell me that you can do something." Depends on what something is," I replied. "We don't.