While she was gone, Babs told me all about Becca and that we were providing room and board along with a modest salary in exchange for her caring for S...an, cleaning the house and helping with the cooking. It sounded good to me. After Becca got home, we all headed to bed. During the night, I woke and felt very thirsty, so I headed to the kitchen to get a glass of cold water. In my still sleepy mode, I forgot the Becca was now in the house and since Babs and I sleep nude, I didn’t think about. There was no controlling it. And the harder he got, the harder it was to hide the fucking thing. If he had gotten up from the chair right then, everyone, including this Filly, would have gotten a real good look at his big stiff one. Luckily for Vic, the old lady shoved a box of tomatoes at him and they landed right in his lap covering his bulging dick. When he returned later on his second trip, Vic wasn't so lucky. When he got there, Mrs. Gasperi told Vic to go out to the backyard. She. That evening Cindi and Amy had another fight. This one was bad enough that it finally got to sweet, gentle Amy, who never got upset about anything. I heard the whole thing, and again it was Cindi that started it. That made sense to me now. Amy got so mad she stomped out of the room, yelling, "Go to hell, bitch!" and slammed the door. I thought Amy was going to die when she stomped into the living room and saw me sitting there looking at her.What you have to understand about Amy is that she's. It’s worth a mention, though. Maybe I’ll email Capt Donelley later and suggest it; he’d know who to pass that along to.”“Shit, one thing, then another, just keeps coming,” Cynthia groaned. “Say, maybe this’ll kill the Program now? I hope?”“Cyn, there are enough entrenched interests involved that I doubt it’ll die that easily,” Roger said bluntly. “Say, what I bet’ll happen is the stranglehold on information will be broken and doing stuff like our study will be much easier. Also if they break up.