I filled it with Dad's whiskey. I'll share," she offered. "Oh please, please Jim," she begged."You got into Dad's liquor!" Jim said in shock, "Jesus M...g he'll notice some of it's gone." No he won't. I poured water in to fill it to the same level. It will taste the same it just won't be as potent," Meg giggled.Jim sighed in resignation, "Alright Meg but you have to share. You and Steve wait here for me and I'll be back as soon as I can." With that, he set off back down the trail.Meg smiled and. I asked her if she would rather have me go to her dance and she quickly shot that down (thank you Holly for letting me peek into a 14 year old girl’s mind).I told her that I was not keeping her age a secret, but she should “dress up” for the dance, to kind of disguise her age a bit. She understood, but said that if there was anybody that was a Sophomore who went to her school would probably remember her, since she had dated quite a few 9th graders the year before. Not a problem with me, and we. She came over to me and held out her hand,”Come on lets go indoors out of the sun, we will be more comfortable.” She took me into her room and sat me on the bed and took off her bikini bottoms, she like her sister, was completely shaven, she then pulled my t shirt over my head and bent over and undid the waist band on my shorts and pulled them down saying, “Bum up Daddy.” she eased them over my cast and threw them aside. “Wow, Sally said you had a big cock and its not even hard yet.” She knelt . P, working mom with three middle- and high-school aged boys. She worked nights while her husband worked days, and that meant that her days were filled with errands and shuttling back and forth to games and camps and practices and tryouts and parties and...There just never seemed to be enough time for her.Somewhere along the line she'd also lost her own name ... at first being referred to as one or another boy's "mom," now everyone in the small community knew her as "Mrs. P."Today was no.