Abigail stoodbefore me dressed in a pink T-shirt and black what I think are calledcapris. I also couldn't help but notice she filled out that pink T-s...irtquite nicely.Nervously fingering a large green picnic basket Abigail gave me one of hercheerful smiles. "Hi Morgan, my Aunt wasn't sure if you would becomfortable going to a restaurant." No, I like restaurants well enough but picnics are so much betterespecially since it's such a nice day outside."Abigail gave a small squeal and after a quick. I pushed his hand away from my clit as it was suddenly sore. I couldn't stand for it to be touched any more, and he seemed to understand. As I lay there trying to breathe and trying to regain logical thinking, he lightly rubbed my face and my breast, and began kissing my stomach. My lower stomach. So low that I was afraid he would lick my clit, which I did not want at the moment, but I gradually relaxed as I realized that he was only kissing as low as my pubic hair. Mmmmm.As I came back to my. "What way is that?" I winked at her."Okay, are you having CRS here, Mister? You know, can't remember shit? How in the hell do you think that you'd find out? Meet me tonight outside of work. Say seven pm, if you don't forget that, too, Grandpa. I hear that you live close enough that you walk to work, so I'll go home with you tonight. I trust that you won't panic when you see it for yourself. You can decide what to do about it then," Kay leaned in to kiss me, causing me to get harder at this. I told Ellen that it was her choice if she went in naked or not. She handed me her minidress, t-shirt, and sandals.To the two naked girls beside me, I said, “If you have anything in your cells, I mean rooms that you want to get, you better do it quickly. We have more kids to pick up on our way to my second foster-care complex. We can talk on the road about if you want me to find if any of your family want to take you into their home. Things have settled down since last fall so that you might be.