And a little barrier between us and the rest of the passengers.Parents really came in handy for the trip, though. Rachel’s mom, my mom, Cindy’s mo..., and Desi’s mom managed to drive all ten of us and my instruments to Indianapolis in time to catch the 11:15 flight Monday morning. Mom, bless her heart, drove my truck with all our luggage packed in the back. And everyone packed light. Honest. But there were still bags that would be checked.We arrived at Ronald Reagan Washington National Airport at. I was finally coming to grips with the fact that Cookie had set me up. Set me up and then had led me to the pen like a lamb being led to the slaughter and it didn't help any that I let my dick take over my thinking. There was no doubt in my mind when Cookie put the blindfold on me that I was going to be led upstairs and into the middle of a surprise birthday party. I knew that there was no hot teenage honey waiting for me. Hell, I had known that when I had called Cookie's bluff and had told her. I ran into the house without looking around, and went straight to my closet. When I entered the kitchen, Bob was there waiting for me. He stood between me and the door. “Came back to see me, kiddo?” I glared at him and looked for a way out.“Where’s Mom?” I asked, stalling for time.“She went to the store. She’ll be gone for a few hours. And I know your sister won’t come searching for at least an hour. So I have you all to myself. And if you say anything, I will hurt her. So don’t even think. Now her ass looked stunning without her shirt blocking the view of her figure. She swayed her hips at me as I watched her dance. Her back looked great as she flirtatiously swayed her ass and hips. She slapped her ass and playfully yelped as she did so. She looked fine.She then raised her hands onto her head as she swayed her hips as she turned around. I couldn't believe my eyes as she revealed her fine tits. She leaned forwards and she pressed her tits together, showing me her awesome.