"Good night" her father said as he covered her with the blanket."Good night daddy" Cassy said, her eyes moving to the prominent bulge in her father's ...ants.Scott's cock was so hard as he left his daughter's room it was starting to hurt. He quickly made his way to his bedroom where his wife was and started unzipping his pants on the way. He wanted nothing more than to shove his throbbing member into her warm twat but stopped just before the bedroom door. Suddenly, Scott realized what his wife. I shrugged. "We could rent. Seems to me we should be designing and building our dream home, not just looking for a house to live in. Besides a home for you and Dad, I'll want my own home on the land, and an artist and architectural design studio. And, Dad, you'll want an office separate from your house to meet with sub-contractors, and I'd guess you'll also need substantial equipment and storage space for your development and contracting business. Plus, the land should support a horse or three.. " I don't think I've laughed that much before." Yah, me either. I can't even really remember what we were laughing about." That silly joke about the cat's meow." Oh yeah," Vicky said with a smile.I gave a little chuckle and her grin deepened."He he, oh no you'll set me off again," she cried, which only made me giggle more. Soon my friend was fighting back giggles of her own. We walked along in near silence, trying to fight back the impending laughter, but as we turned into a small park on our. I have an alibi with witnesses from the last time I saw Francine at a student orientation until I saw the news report of her disappearance.”This line of questioning bugged me too much not to ask, “Haven’t the feds told you any of this? I’m sure they have it on video as well as high-def audio.” I waved at her phone to signify the latter.She shook her head. “You agreed to answer my questions, and we’re going to stick to that agreement.”I suddenly wished I hadn’t agreed to this, or that traffic.