I decide to just go watch football and try to not worry about whats taking place upstairs. Then I hear Mac say from the top of the stairs, Oh yeah Mar... is gonna call you about Ramrod today. Mac finds Rita laying on her bed wrapped in a towel, thighs spread slightly and her right hand positioned at her pussy as if shes been playing with herself and fell asleep. Mac sees the glistening at her hole and knows she would be wet to her feel if she touched her there. Mac feels her arousement flowing. I like the idea of beach sand." I hadn't really thought about it, Jenny. I shall try to ensure we are close to the seaside for you." Thank you, Mommy."With Margo and her girls gone, Jeannette was unsure about what she should be doing in the Pfeiffer home. Was she supposed to move back to her "own" bedroom? Was she supposed to continue sleeping with Enid and Tom? What?She decided that Enid would make the decision on that matter, and went to find her. She was in the kitchen, humming to herself as. She asked for help with the groceries and when we both made an effort to get up, she told my father to just watch the game."That's why we had him," she teased. "He gets to do the chores." "I'll agree with that!" Dad responded and sat back down. When I got out to the garage, she was bent over the hood of her car, her shorts and panties were in a wad at her feet. She gave me a smirk and said, "I dare you to fuck me right here and right now with your father there in the house." No worries," I. And the hushed voices and downturned eyes told Greg he was scaring people. More than that he was seeing traces of shame and embarrassment. People were starting to throw others under the bus to make themselves look better. That was good, it meant Greg was a threat. Even if all it did was keep one underage girl from some old creep’s bed then Greg was convinced he was doing the right thing. And he could tell the women were starting to perk up. They’d rat out the men sooner or later. All it took.