"So you must beJenny."He was a well built man around forty, he had salt and pepper hair with aconservative cut. The man was me, the real me twenty yea...s down theroad._ _ _ _ _"What's wrong with her Daddy?" asked a small boy standing next to thecouch I was laying on."She's just really surprised," said the male me as he laid a wetwashcloth on my forehead. "Well, I guess they didn't explain much to youdid they Jenny?" They said it was a surprise. HA-HA," I remarked sarcastically."Exactly how much. " It was the only song and it had twenty-one repeats on the CD.It was two-eleven when I put it on and started it playing. Sometime before the eighty minutes were up and it shut off, my bedroom door opened and Gail crawled into my bed. She put her arm over me and snuggled down and I went into dreamless sleep.She had coffee made when I woke in the morning. As she poured the coffee she asked, "What's with the song and the many repetitions? Do you play that every night?" Most nights I have to. It. At this point Jen came into the room. She was angry with us for fucking around in her room, which now totally smelled of sex and sweat. Kathy told her that she was just jealous because she hadn't been laid in a while, but Jen asked us to leave anyway. We found out later that she had watched us for a while and really was jealous. Kathy and I got outside and knowing that her boyfriend had driven her offered her a ride home. I fingered her pussy for most of the drive and she came several times. Itne mein mummy jag gyi..aur mujhko pukara…main apni kismat ko kosne lagi…mummy ne kaha unko neend nai aarahi hai….aur unhone kaha ki unko aage baithna hai…aur susu bhi aaraha hai…humne gaadi rukwayi…ab mummy kaafi fresh lag rahi thi….driver ne phir gaadi ek sunsan jagah roki….mummy ne pucha yahan kahan karoon…to driver ne kaha chaliye madam main aapko le chalta hoon..papa ko to driver par pura bharosa hogya tha jaise unka bhai ho….ya phir shayad papa meri gaand mein itne kho gye the ki unko.