What is she?“I’d modified my little plane to make her a dive bomber. Scooting around in the sky is fun ... but Midway ... the movie ... something ...o do that needs skill. First it was bouncing a hardwood dowel off a floating piece of board ... then I found the dynamite. Whee! So I studied on the computer. Ooo ... what I found was wet. Baggies ... ziplock baggies ... diatomaceous earth and aluminum cigar tubes ... I rolled my own.”“You know about explosives?”“I have tried,” she said. I gave a. .” she added when my finger teased her bump. I slid my two fingers down again, teasing the loose inner skin as I looked for her hole. I explored the rim of her hole before plunging both fingers inside her pussy. “Mmmm...” Tess purred. I leaned in closer and inhaled deeply.The aroma was interesting. A little perspiration mixed with something more stimulating. In eighth grade and this past fall in ninth, we guys had joked in the locker room about how a girl’s pussy smelled like fish. Not true. I. She is a seductress, and you should be happy to have her as a mom,' I thought before a pause. 'And come to think about it,' I thought before scratching my head. "Wait a minute; you were in the bathroom for quite a while. Did you have to go that badly? I mean you had to be in there for at least a half hour," I pointed out, looking at him. 'While I did your mom.'"So, what?" he asked, leaning up. "I just needed to take care of business while I was in there too." What are you saying? You needed to. What the hell was going on? Why was Ripley giving me a doctored drink? Doctored with what? Was it something to give me more energy when we went to bed? No, not likely — I'd never needed anything like that before. And what was with the, "Don't be so drunk and out of it" comment? She'd never said anything like that to me before. And then it hit me. She was setting up the scene for the next morning. She would tell me when I got up that I'd had too much to drink and that I had passed out. I'm sure.