You'll see."I rode my bike around to my garage, having an abbreviated version of the same conversation with another guard on the way. I parked my bike...then walked through the tunnel to the games room.Just as I was about to enter the room, #12: #12: #All: I entered the room. Everyone turning at the noise and showing some very strong emotions upon seeing me. Fortunately mostly relief and happiness; but there was definitely some "You're gonna get it" on the parents' faces too.I NP'd everyone. I had to bite my lower lip to keep myself from moaning.I trailed my fingers down my stomach; my fingernails comfortably grazing my skin. Since me and my mom slept in the same room it was impossible for me to really experiment with touching myself. So I loved it when I got to take a bath because it gave me a reason to touch myself.I let my fingers slip in between my legs. My heart hammered in my chest as I rubbed the lips of my pussy. A very small “mmm” escaped my lips. I slid my middle finger. " Ooh, you can get flavored lube?" she exclaimed while reaching for a pink bottle."Honestly, I like the natural flavor," I leered while wiggling my eyebrows. "But if you'd like to try a flavored version just be careful not to get any lubes, like KY, that have glycerin in them."Pulling up short after examining the bottle she'd picked up, Julie asked, "Why?" Well, glycerin is made from sugar which not only gets sticky as it dries, but also greatly increases the risk of getting a yeast infection.". Slick and professional. Handsome in the coolest of ways. I also knew that she had the reputation of certain predatory fishes with prominent back—fins — and the accompanying set of teeth.She listened to my story. Then she said I ought to have more proof. It would be my word against Myr's. I smiled. I told her there might not be an "against"; I did not plan on accusing her of adultery. Not of anything, to be sure. I just wanted her to be presented with divorce papers. She had to know I intended.