I’m supposed to say, ‘Grandma, what big eyes you have,’ and all that shit? And why would I have sex with you in my grandma’s bed?”“Not in ...t, on it. C’mon, you know you want it. You know you want to because it’d be hot and nasty,” he said as he rolled onto his back and spread his legs.He had her there. She’d wanted him too. He was rebellious, and her mother despised him. That was reason enough to fuck him, right?“Okay, but I’m not calling you ‘grandma.’”“Suit yourself.”Cheri sighed and rolled. "What? No, I can't afford any such transfers. I must thank you for spotting it and I hope you find out who tried to do this." I said to the man on the other end (I think he was scratching his head as to how the system found it as well).The next event was a ring on the door-bell, I was expecting Perkins to turn up again and so I was ready for him. But I was mistaken. "Mr. Beaker, it's the police." The man said.I opened the door to find two men standing there, both had their warrant cards. “I’ll go first!” Nick said, beginning to take off his shirt. Judging by his shorts, he was excited. Really excited. When he had his shorts off, I could see his dick alive in his boxers. He ripped them off, showing a gorgeous, big, beautiful dick. “Let me measure it.” I said, running quickly to get a ruler. When I came back, I swear it got even more erected! I measured. It read just under six inches, and I knew mine was over six inches. So he wasn’t much smaller than me thankfully.“Okay, now. A little girl in a lilac party dress with a purple ribbon in her hair picked through the rubble. Hey wait, that’s me! She bent and picked up something from amongst the debris. “Found it,” she yelled. Then she held up a half-squashed birthday cake with way too many candles mashed into the icing.I remembered having a party breakfast, having a talk with Tara about condoms and getting ready for the party with Liz. After that – nothing!From somewhere out there I heard Dad’s voice, sounding all.