He had no way of knowing about Karen, or that I knew who Big George was. I had never mentioned about Karen knowing who Big George was.Sunday, I charte...ed a boat to take Leon, Ponder and me fishing in the Gulf on Tuesday. Ponder and Leon had a great time. I already knew I preferred sailing to fishing, but wanted to do something for them. We went out from Gulf Shores and caught some nice fish. It was a nice quiet day. We never spoke about New York. To them it was if it never happened.On Wednesday. How do you identify babies that are created in that way??Cindy was smiling proudly as she lay back in her large bed regaining her strength after the hours of labor and delivery. Her new baby daughter, Kimberly, was lying there in Cindy's arms, wrapped in a receiving blanket and sleeping soundly for the moment. Looking at Chuck and Tim, it was hard to tell which man was prouder of the new arrival but it was probably Cindy's father-in-law since he was this new little girl's daddy."Cindy, you've. He turned and took the towel form his lap. Walked to his sofa and placed it on the floor. He looked at the young man. Now free from any fabric to cover him he had placed one hand on top of his cock but it was only too visible, the balls in between the legs, no hair at all, small pubes of curly hair. The boy was completely and nakedly excited. His testicles were big and he could see the base of the cylinder of the dick, dark and thick. He smiled, - No need to cover yourself, man, I won't eat. Tim.”He just looked at her blearily. “Hey Soph.” He shook his head.She felt the weight lessen suddenly and looked around to see two of the others shifting the man at the top of the pile. “Ah cheers Malc, can you get Cassie to get this flamin’ gun out from underneath me. It’s bloody diggin’ into me back.”Tim suddenly seemed to rouse, as he raised his head and looked at his sister, a look of confused surprise on his face. “You okay lass?”“Well apart from you lying on top of me. This friggin’ gun.