He then rejoined the women in the living room. ‘Well, ladies, where shall we go for dinner?’ ‘We found a cute new place down by the river the ot...er day, Ian. It’s right near the art show where Sammi was eyeing a boat. The food was great.’ ‘Sounds good to me. Ok with you, Sammi?’ ‘Sure, let’s go.’ When they reached the waterfront art show, Debra pointed out the boat carver’s display and Ian headed over there with the women lagging a few steps behind. ‘Debra, what are you doing?’, Sammi. "She beamed."What I couldn't live with is if this caused a rift between you and your mother." How can she complain?" asked Mandy. "She's had you all these years. Is it so strange that I want you too?" Sweety you're sixteen," he reminded her gently."And she was sixteen too ... right? And next year I'll be seventeen, and then eighteen. Just like she was." You'll notice she had a baby," said Bob dryly. "And because of that she didn't get to go to college."Mandy frowned suddenly. "Are you trying to. "Down, boy," I muttered as my cock pushed eagerly against the material of the old terry cloth robe I wore. "We want to take our time with our soft, sensual lovelies. What is this?"My eyes had spotted a long sleeve of fuzzy silver grey. I moved the other sweaters aside and lifted the beauty from the box. It was almost more like a skin with soft curly hair than a knitted sweater."Where did you come from?" I held up the silver grey pullover in front of me. "I'd remember buying something as. Ever been to Disneyland?”“No. We went to Disney World in Florida once, when I was twelve,” I said.“Maybe we can get Jerry to take us there tomorrow.”“Would he?” I slipped the dress over my head and missed him coming in the room.“Disneyland?” asked Anna. “Amber’s never been there. Can we?”Jerry laughed loudly. He had dressed like Anna had suspected, in khakis, a pullover shirt, sport coat and loafers without socks. “Sure, why not. If anybody asks, I’ll just tell them I’m taking my granddaughters.