”“Betty?” he exclaimed, a bit loudly. He covered the receiver, as if it would make any difference, but both Abe and Meg lowered their food, conc...rned.“What’s wrong? Is Mom okay?”Phil absently waved her concern off until he could determine it for himself. “What is it, Betty? It’s not like you to call me out of the blue.”“We need to talk. Something ... something’s happened.”“Something good or something bad?”“I can’t do it justice over the phone. Where are you? If you’re at your hotel, I’m within. I leant over to give her a kiss on the forehead and got up to go out. I tried to get up and leave without her seeing my stiffness in my shorts, but I don't think I managed it, but for some reason that thought turned me on.I got back to my room, got the phone out of my pocket and spoke to Sarah "Oh my god, I'm shaking, did you hear? I did it and my cock is so hard now"Sarah was breathing heavily and when she told me she'd just cum I understood why. Sarah went on to say. "Whose a naughty Daddy. I accepted Joyce's reassurances, knowing we needed to leave right away to avoid being late for the party. I didn't want to get myself upset like I'd been before.As much as the evening was supposed to be a celebration, for me it was also an opportunity to demonstrate to my key Alabama people that I was back to how I had been right before my breakdown.Laura looked amazingly the same as she had the last time I'd seen her, three years previously. On the ride to this inn, she and I talked and I got. “Nah, it’s nothing too crazy. I’m not taking those three guys I was talking to all at once or anything like that! I’ll leave that to Tracey Jones!”“So she one-upped her last extreme party?”“Yeah. I know one of the guys and I trust him to tell me the truth. And big brother, there were six guys at that party, including Marty.”“No way. Just no way.”“And I think Marty beat you, big brother. He had all six girls who were at the party.”“I’ve created a monster!” I said in a voice that I tried to make.