"Remember the phone tip you got when I was in jail?" I asked. He gave me an irritated look."Yes, I set it up," I said with a smile. "But it was Spook ...ho made it, using my voice. Well, the voice you've been hearing from me; he's been altering it just enough to screw up your voice-prints, as I expect you found out. But it sure sounded like me, didn't it?"He nodded."Yeah, and the voice-prints match, too, Spook's good with voices," I continued. "So that's how. You'll still get calls, but you won't. “In for a penny?” she asked.Caitlin let out a long sigh as tiny aftershocks still sparked from the hard nub of her clit; she withdrew a fraction so it was no longer touching her mother’s nylon-ed knee. She nodded in reply and then, a little hoarsely, stated “In for a pound!” Her eyes dropped to the red ass between them, “Does Mickey get a choice?” she asked.Anna smiled, “I think the two of us were the last to be convinced; is that right Michael?”Her son turned his head towards her, still fully. She started to take her shirt off. She had large C cup or small D cup tits; I couldn’t be sure which, and they looked real. She squeezed them together without taking her bra off, then started shimmying out of her jeans. By this point I was whacking it, but long and slow, moving my foreskin back and forth over my head, all the way down then back up. She took off her bra. Yep, I thought, definitely real. She had brown nipples and areolas, and the areolas were large, about two inches in diameter.. They were just about to turn the corner to Dee Dee's lab, when they heard a door opening. "Hold it, Jeanne. Someone's coming." The two girls stayed out of view, until the door had closed again. Barocca stuck her head out, and cautiously peered down the corridor. She watched Dee Dee disappear in the opposite direction. "It's Dee Dee. Looks like no one's getting much sleep tonight. I don't know where she's going, but now we know her lab will be deserted. Let's get going." They moved to.