Tim should have phoned you, but he ducked out. I am not going to get involved any more than passing on his words. But I warn you, be prepared for some...harsh words." Pippa listened for a moment then put her hand over the microphone."Jas says this Friday at your place, seven-thirty is that ok?" I nodded,"He says yes, Jas."I waited impatiently that Friday. I was ready for Jas's arrival at seven. I spent the next half hour pacing up and down, arguing with myself and making frequent trips to the. Since Aunt Molly died, I reckon." You've put on some weight. How's that romance going? When you going to marry that Foster girl?" Oh, soon I hope, I reckon. It's up to her folks. They know how we feel. I think they're kind of hoping somebody better comes along, least her father is, somebody that was on their side anyways." She is a pretty little thing." Makes good cornbread and turnovers too," Ned smiled. "Now what'd you come down here for, Uncle Alex? Talk about girls?" Shame 'bout the war. Sometimes daddy doesn’t lock the door like when he’s using the downstairs bathroom and all when he was inside. I didn’t know daddy was inside a couple of times and when I open the door my daddy was peeing but one time he was pooping. Daddy didn’t yell at me or nothing ~ then there was like this one time ~ okay like ~ you can’t tell like nobody because he wants me to keep this a secret between just me and daddy. He just stood there and he told me that I can watch him ~ then he let me touch it. . Our kissing continued unabated. My hands on her bum, pulling her hard against me. My leg sliding between hers, my thigh pushing hard up against her, making her gasp. She rolled her hips against me, clearly enjoying the feeling of my leg pressed against her, still warm and wet. Without a break, her hands wandered over my chest, exploring, and then one plunged down. Sliding into my underwear, she grasped my hardness. Her touch was silken, finger nails tracing my length, making me the one gasping.