Looking at me she asks, “Are you all cleaned up?”ME: “Yes my dear. Ready for whatever you wish.”Tatyana smiling said, “Yes I’m as clean a... a whistle too. And what does one do with a whistle?”ME: “You blow it and it makes noise.”Uncrossing her legs, her girl-penis springs up from where she had it sandwiched between her legs out of sight. She says, “So why don’t you come over here and blow on my whistle.”Again, my mind said I didn’t want to perform oral sex on her. I was shaking my head ‘no’. " SUV" I finished it for her."I didn't know Cadillac had one of these." Mom had a Sedan de Ville and loved it. I wanted to buy her a new one but I didn't know what she wanted. I would take her car shopping while she was here."You should see Tamara's Cadillac. It's one of the hot two-seater convertibles." I saw those. If I were thirty or forty years younger, I would love one of those. But at my age, I want lots of room and creature comforts."I pointed out a few landmarks. She hadn't been to. I covered the phone and gave her a stern look. She giggled and put it in her mouth. It took all I had to continue my conversation. "Yeah, she can stay over. It's not a PROBLEM!" I said as Ronnie stuck her tongue in my ass. "George? Are you ok?" asked a very concerned Suzy. "Yeah sorry, just spilled my drink on myself." She laughed on the other end. "You should be more careful. Thanks for watching them, I could use a girls night out." We hung up and both girls were looking at me with Chershire. Being a man of his word, courteous, always polite yet firm, he accepted nothing less from his players. Finally he looked up and sighed. ‘What the fuck is going on in that head of yours, Knothead? You want to get benched right before the biggest game in this schools history?’ ‘Of course not, Coach,’ Tommy answered. ‘It was just…’ ‘I don’t want to hear any fucking excuses! You know what the maximum effective range of an excuse is, doncha?’ ‘Zero meters.’ ‘So, you were actually listening enough to.