Were they here to blow him up for what happened this afternoon? He knew he hadn't fooled his mom with that story about knocking over the binoculars wh...le rearranging his room. But she hadn't said anything, and maybe he'd got away with it. But why were they here now? Was he going to cop it? Had she told dad and he was furious? He didn't look it, but who knows?Joanne started. "Dear, there's something we want to talk to you about," she said softly, reaching out to take his hand in hers. As she. “I know how flexable you both are; so tie Vicky up so that she can’t move. I want her legs spread and pussy on display for me. Once you have done that, come and find me if I’m not back yet, okay?”“Yes Mommy!” Becca moaned as her mother handed her the rope and left the room.She closed the door behind her and rested her back against it. Her breasts were rising and falling dramatically with each heavy breath she took. She stole across the hallway and into the bathroom. She was shaking. Adrenaline. The "20% of the population" assumption was conservative too, because if the number of potential beneficiaries was initially restricted, researchers would find ways to widen it.The economists concluded that the value to a country was absurdly high. Even if my hypothetical company charged 100% of a nation's current GDP, having that many super-geniuses would, within several years, have raised a nation's GDP by far more than the total cost charged for the pill. Once the flood of technological. She can’t get enough of you, the lucky snot.’ ‘Yeah, things have been going well for us, but what about you? Have you had any problems eating and sleeping?’ ‘Me? I’ve been eating like a horse, although I’ve had some sleepless nights…Thinking about you.’ She giggled. I could almost hear her blushing. I asked, slyly, ‘Oh, so you’re dreaming about me now?’ She paused when I mentioned ‘dreaming,’ but after a long moment of quiet thought she answered, ‘No, no dreams, just thoughts of you. Speaking.