It was not as romantic or real as a real date but it was really good, good enough to make her feel involved in the description and the date. I complim...nted her about her dress and how beautiful she looks in this scenario. She was really involved. I fast forwarded the actual dinner and at the very end said"Look you have some thing on your cheeks, here have a tissue". "Thanks" she said. "Oh you missed it let me help" I moved towards her with a tissue leaned towards her and cleared her cheeks. We. "You're waiting for me?" came a voice.Paul turned to see a beautiful girl with ebony hair in a light bluedress."And you are?" he asked."I'm Marcia, and I'm your date for the prom!" she smiled."Wow, that stuff did work. Marcia, you say? My name is Paul Baker and Ihave to say, you look amazing!" Why thank you," said Marcia. Mark had decided to keep his true identitysecret."Shall we go in then?" asked Paul. Offering his hand."Of course," said Marcia, taking his hand and allowing him to escort. " This is my bridge and you have to pay me to cross it, or piss off of it." He said it in a serious voice and I suppose most people would have been intimidated but, I was reminded of a troll.It was almost funny as he came from underneath the bridge and stepped into plain sight. I thought of three billy goats and how their troll had faired. This man wouldn't be so lucky.I hugged the edge of the bridge and tried to appear to be afraid."I'm just looking for a place to fish. I heard they were. " "You k**, take that big chair," and they allmoved to the places Vic had indicated. "Now momma, let's see you give pops here some head!"Very slowly, almost in slow motion, Faye lowered he head into her husband's lap and gingerlytook his soft cock into her mouth. "Come on bitch, suck him harder," Vic commanded! FayeWells looked up at her husband's face with sad eyes, but went to work sucking his now growingmember. As her mother was sucking her father, Chelsea looked away, not wanting to see.