By the time he reached her, she had given up on standing and was now desperately crawling towards the house, screaming, and crying, "Mommy, daddy, sis...y."Eric knew she was not thinking and would crawl right across the yard into the burning structure. The only thing he could think to do was to fall on the back of her legs, pinning her to the ground as he reached up, grabbing at the waistband of her jeans. Finally getting hold of her belt, Eric hung on for dear life.In their determined efforts,. "Yes" she seemed to think about it first though, "But I'd want her to wear stockings for me" Would you take her panties off with your teeth?" I'd kiss them first" she moved against me and moaned very softly as I eased one breast out from it's lacy cup, "And I'd smell her fragrance through the nylon"I dipped my head and kissed her swollen nipple,"I bet she'd love you to do that" I whispered, "I think she'd wrap her legs round your head while you were kissing her panties"Using just the one hand. Mom went over a small mountain of files in her office. I did manage to get her to go out for lunch though.On Monday morning, I actually woke up before my alarm. I was showered, shaved, and dressed half an hour early.Cheri was ready to go when I pulled up. She leaped out the door, tackling me and squeezing me tight. I kissed her and she moaned happily against my lips.“Good morning!” she chirped when we broke for oxygen.“It is now!” I answered, grinning back at her.She was a pleated skirt,. . it is her place in life to be married, be a homemaker and have children.'After she catches one ... using her feminine arts ... and has children (not child ... children) she can let herself go to fat, put pink curlers in her hair, 'green' stuff on her face or smear Ponds all over herself 'because she will have performed her DUTY to God and Country ... she has perpetuated the human race and no longer has the need for sex.' So said my mother.She also said, "Men are base and profane creatures ....