“Oh, yeah ... that.” thought my nemeses ... nemesis ... whatever. “You don’t know?”“Don’t know what?” asked Sally, as she walked aroun... the corner.“Where all this crap came from.”“Where DID all this,” an expansive all encompassing gesture of the hands, “Come from?”“UPS,” I said.“When?”“Just before I got to Bree.”“What?”“I was having an adventure of the mind and the UPS man knocked. He delivered all this crap,” I explained ... which was no explanation at all.“Why here?” Sally said. “Why not to. In my pussy, in my mouth, in my ass, on my face...anywhere." Candy reluctantly let his cock go and headed down stairs to order pizza for dinner. Less than an hour later, her son and daughter came down stairs clean, fresh, and relaxed. Megan wore a pair of tight blue jean shorts, her tattooed thighs on display, and a black, skin tight t-shirt, her silver nipple piercings straining against the thin material."Feel better?" Candy asked her daughter as she hopped down the last couple of steps. . She kissed his neck, he smelled lightly of cologne. She loved it.“Can I take you in back?” she whispered in his ear, nibbling it.She didn’t need to ask twice. It wasn’t even a minute before her legs were wrapped around his waist in one of the back rooms and they were violently kissing and groping each other. The rest of her clothing, what little she’d still been wearing, and her heels had come off. Debbie’s thong had been soaked when she’d pulled it off; she stuffed it in the man’s back. Then she looked down directly at my crotch where my erection was bulgingthe front of my jeans."Teenagers today," she huffed, turned on her heels and walked away backin the direction of the church.*****"Have you ever seen the 1951 film Ace In The Hole starring JanSterling?" Mrs Cashmore asked.I was sitting on the couch across from her in her lounge room.I had spent the time between when she confronted me on the street thatmorning and two PM that afternoon wondering what she wanted. She.