"Juan Baptiste blinked in surprise."There are no cell phones, there," Kennedy went on. "In fact, there's only one phone at the school at all and it's ...n the headmaster's office."Juan Baptiste grinned and give her a thumbs up, and walked away.After that, the days fell by the wayside, one by one. Kennedy saw Harriet frequently at school and they talked about all sorts of things, but they didn't even hold hands. The week before Thanksgiving Pipes called and invited Kennedy for another poker game. I figured this was the perfect time to take my fantasy up another notch and put on a little show for this gentleman. This man was a total stranger, didn't know me from Adam, and I could pretend that I didn't even notice him while traipsing around in a variety of girly things I'd collected over the years. Hardly any risk, right?So I started to go through my clothes, bending over and wiggling sexily while pulling out some stockings and garter and another pair of bright yellow panties and a tiny. “You want us to go for a swim? We already have.”“Maybe, I have something else planned first.” She took him to the cabana and started the wall screens that show members of the family, mainly Dan, in different poses. “I like looking at the pictures, just like my own porn slide show.”She watched for a moment several that showed him posing naked with a hard cock and different women caressing with him. “I like the ones that show you holding my tit while my hand is around your cock and the different. ’Jason scooped up our coats, and we nodded our thanks to the technician before we left.I waddled, these days, and often with a hand at the small of my back. I was big, elephantine, and having trouble sleeping at all. Junior—whether junior was a he or a she—was bent on moving at least one of my kidneys and quite possibly my liver in order to get more comfortable. I was not unhappy, but I certainly was tired.‘Let’s go home,’ I said to Jason. He’d taken my hand again, and I looked up at him with a.