I've got to stop it. Tomorrow is it. No more. Tomorrow we celebrate our baby for the last time.And so we did and so it was. I did things with Brian th...t day that I was totally embarrassed about. He made me do things that made me so hot I was ready to be fucked by anybody that happened to be around. Lucky for Brian he was the only one around. We did our screwing in Dan's and my bed. Actually we fucked all over the bedroom. We also did it in the kitchen, family room, living room, and over the. He was about 20 feet from them, but by the time he got to the car door he would be within 10 feet and in full view. His cock was still stiff from his previous ordeal and his arms were shaking as he crawled. This only increased his shame."That's Mr. Hyde!" one of the girls said. "What are you doing to Mr. Hyde, m'am?" It's a secret", Beverly said. "Can you girls keep a secret?" YES!" they all chimed. "We won't tell... what are you doing?" It seems that Mr. Hyde here has been a VERY naughty boy. “My dear Josh ... I’ll make this up to you.”“Make what?”“Your big trip.”“I told you, sweetie, it’s ... the trip is not my big plan. You’re my big plan.”“Good. I kinda like you, you know...” She toyed with my ear.“I’m glad. Made you a lot easier to haul off into the swamp. I didn’t need all the rope and duct tape.”She giggled. “One of these days you’ll finally understand what I’m telling you.” She slid sideways, putting her head in my lap.I’m a sucker, I guess, for exactly this - a lovely head. If Daryll could somehow find his way past anyembarrassment, Roger would surely appreciate hishelp…*That Saturday night, soon after their four-year-olddaughter had been picked up to spend the night at aplaymate’s house, Janine was talking on the phone toher friend Samantha, trying to end a conversation withher talkative exercise partner. Janine and Samanthawould run most weekdays along their five-mile route,and Samantha would usually do most of the talking,always at great length..