"Davey, it's us" Glen said. "Can we come in and talk?" "There's no lock." he replied. As he killed the game, he commented "You're home early. What hap...ened?" He turned and saw them, as Glen closed the door behind them. Looking at his mom, he repeated "What happened?" "We ... talked about some things, and now we need to talk to you." "Oh. K. Before we do, I have something I think you should hear." He got out the recorder and played the conversation for them. Vicki's face went from dead white to. They are really cute little things. They almost look like a slimChapstick. And I guess they work a little like a Chapstick, except theyhave a little shimmery color. It's subtle and perfect for a youngerteenaged girl. I smiled, and then involuntarily thought of Bobbi. OMG, what was happening? Was I really thinking about buying my SON atinted lip balm? Based on what? Because he bought me a lipstick for mybirthday? That was silly! And yet, now I couldn't help thinking aboutit. Maybe. “Awake now, stud?”All the girls giggle. “Yeah, apparently, I’m just the luckiest son of a bitch alive,” I responded.The rest of the weekend was pretty tame by comparison. I asked Brandi to join us for Thanksgiving the following week, but she had plans already. The rest of the girls started getting ready for the trip to my house for a four day weekend. I called Mrs. Graves and let her know I was bringing company home. She was a little apprehensive when I told her it was four girls, but less so. "Look at what you did to me babe," he began "aren't you going to do something about it?" I was incredulous that this was actually happening in real life, but I was also strangely aroused. I nervously reached out a hand and wrapped it around his cock, acting much more confident than I was really feeling. I began slowly pumping him up and down as he put his arm behind my head and drew me in for a kiss. As I attempted to pull back from the kiss he strengthened his grip and we made eye contact that.