He drained the last of his beer and tossed the can onto the pile of leaves they were building in Chelsea’s yard.“Don’t worry, I’ll get some mo...e.” Chelsea said placing a hand on Denis’ firm chest before sauntering up the steps to her own house. Dennis watched her ass cheeks rise and fall, concealed in those bright panties. As he watched her walk, Dennis noticed the panties sneaking their way in between Chelsea’s ass cheeks. Chelsea opened her door and stepped inside her house, Dennis saw her. Have you no pride, child?"Dave couldn't hold it in any longer. He burst out laughing at Meg's antics and Jenn's reaction."Yes, yes, whatever. Just stop scandalizing your mother." Yes!" Meg shouted.She gave Dave a quick hug, pressing her small, but fat, little titties into his chest, then ran off, her bare feet slapping against the tiled floor of the kitchen."I swear to you. Both of my little girls are growing up into teasing little sluts. I don't know what to do with them." I know what I'd do. It's her. I startto tremble as the sound of her footsteps approach the house, my heartbeat rises at the sound of her key in the lock, I start sweating as sheopens the door. My eyes hurt from the sudden brightness filling thepreviously dim room and I blink rapidly but I can't turn away, myattention is focused fully on her silhouette in the doorway. She closes the door and locks it. Hangs up her bag and coat on a hook bythe door and, oblivious to my presence, unties the silk scarf from aroundher. He made holes in his cloak, inspired by what he had felt in the hotel security man’s mind. It took a few tries, but he made it back into the man’s mind. He learned that the FBI had cleared his room and reported there was no sign of him. The lead agent looked like he’d rather be shoveling fresh dung than reporting Jack’s disappearance to the person on the other end of the line. He obsequiously agreed to everything that was screamed at him over the phone. As soon as his phone was lowered,.