Well argue was perhaps too strong a word. Jessica and Steve were adamant they would prefer to go to the village first then the wreck. I told them I wa...n't that fussed if I did not see the village; I was more interested in the wreck.I would of course have gone to the village, but Wayne quickly offered a solution. He was not too struck on visiting the village and suggested that maybe we could split up here. Jessica and Steve make for the village, Wayne and I go to the wreck, all Steve and Jessica. The house was trashed. Both Dad and Uncle Steve were arrested. From then on, Dad stopped working over time, and I had to seek professional counseling. I was placed on anti-depressants for about three months, as I was in a dark place mentally. Uncle Steve was not welcomed in our house from then on. I had lost two years out of my childhood and now I was twelve, with a few mental issues but on improving. So now after school, I was told to go to a friend of mines house (Julie), and wait for Dad to. Unlike Connie's parents, whom I consider just plain mean, Ted's mother is just woefully misguided. From all indications, she must be at least neurotic."Rather than just keeping his parents away, as we have done with Connie's, we need to interact with them. I think our intent should be to get Ted back home at some point. For that reason, we need to take him to his same school, even if it is in the next district." Will you take his mother on as a patient?" I think before things are resolved, she. She reached for my throbbing manhood. 'I better give you your present. Let's get your big guy lube up first.' She rubbed my steel rod on her soaked vulva and up and down the still leaking slit as she moaned. Then she smiled sensually: 'Would you like a foot massage, kiddo?''Only if you are not too tired, Grandma. We can rest a while first.'She laughed. 'That won't take much effort! Put the big guy on my right sole!' 'Wow! Grandma, you never run out of surprises. Yes I can massage your right.