“You naught little boy, did you get hard thinking about your own grandma?”“Uh.. um.. it’s just that.. well, you’re not wearing any clothes.�...�“Oh my, look at me! It was so hot today, I didn’t bother to wear my sleeping gown to take my nap. Well, I’ll be, after all these years I’m still able to arouse a young man,” smiled Grandma, returning her gaze at my crotch. “Don’t be embarrassed, it looks like you have a very nice, and especially large member for a boy your age.”“Thanks,” was all that I. ’ You know I hate that term.” Despite my words, the tone of my voice imparted my overall anger.Mel nodded her head vigorously, “Yes, sir ... errr, Mr. Worthington.”“Damn! Melanie, that too. To you and the others I am Mark. My father is Mr. Worthington.”“Yes ... Mark.”I waved dismissively.Ten minutes later I took some folders out to Melanie. I glanced into the reception area, and there on the sofa sat Elsa and Cindy. They weren’t talking, just sitting. Elsa was doing something with her iPhone,. She still had trouble believing that her parents had actually bought the rape story she and Grandpa Max had concocted during the last two months of the road trip. Even as she and Grandpa told her parents the story it was all she could do to keep a straight face because she knew it was a bald faced lie. To her surprise her parents accepted the story and even hugged and kissed her afterward, telling her that if she wanted to keep the baby when it was born than they'd give her all the help she. All this activity was under the watchfuleye of Tasha who now had her hands inside of her panties and was rubbingher now erect clit. Bob's jeans fell to the floor for in those days jeans were not skintight. While kissing Lisa and hands still on her bare ass cheeks, hestepped out of his jeans and kicked them towards Tasha who quickly with herleft hand tossed them to the side. Bob's hard cock was in an uprightposition and Tasha could see the entire outline of his offering. Lisa stillhad not.