The boxes all had her name on them, including her plastic toy box. The two doors to the closet were on the right wall, the one for the bathroom was on...the left.We did the dresser drawer routine with Annette's drawers only this time we had to take out the things they'd wrapped in her clothes. There was a picture of Jerry holding Billy in his arms that had always been on Billy's dresser. He grabbed it and ran into his room with it.The two rooms my kids had been given here were both about the same. He should have been tired, but he wasn’t. He found himself wishing he had something interesting to do tonight. He was in the middle of trying to figure out if he should go to bed anyway, or stay up and work a little more when someone tried to open the front door. The lock held firmly. Then a loud knock followed.“Sterling!” A female voice called from outside. “Sterling, getcher ass out here!”Will sighed. “You’d think by now I’d have learned to be careful what I wish for,” he muttered, heading. He didn’t seem to mind, just revelling in the kiss. I loved the feel of his naked body next to mine and I was ready for his second lesson of the night. I just hoped he hadn’t shot his bolt! I moved away from him and lay back on the bed, ‘Come and join me now,’ I said, ‘for your second lesson.’ I could see his penis was very soft now, the softest I had seen it. Perhaps he was ’empty’ – I hoped not! He joined me on the bed, laying next to me just like his father does, resting his head on one arm. Carol froze. Was that it? Was that what made her immune? Her anger and loathing of the man was strong. Perhaps it was what allowed her to withstand his advances, and the substance. But how was she to use that with her son? She didn't hate him. She loved him. Loved him dearly. Didn't she want to hold him to her; wrap him in her arms, and feel his surround her; let him slide that giant cock into her pussy, and make her cum hard as he shot his own load into her and make her pregnant just like his.