"What does your mom want to see me about?" She'll tell you herself. Come on in. It's not wise to draw attention to yourself in this neighborhood."I tu...ned and scanned the area. She was probably right. And why did I have to worry about Leia? If she wanted to do something to me she could simply come to my house. Leia stepped aside and I entered."Mom's in her room. She said you should go in." Leia waited for a response and when she got none pointed to a closed door in the back of the one-story. The other side of her brain was thinking that she had just had the most incredible sex, better than she had ever imagined. If she had another chance, how could turn it down? It was a strange mix of emotions. Confusing, to say the least. She should be feeling awful and guilt-ridden over this adulterous evening. Or, if not, at least feeling great because she had just received the fucking of a lifetime would be understandable. To feel bad because she hadn’t been a good enough cheater was a little. You were in the south of France, I think?" Yes," replied Andrea, with an embarrassed air, "I was in the south of France." A carriage was to await you at Nice?" Precisely so; and it conveyed me from Nice to Genoa, from Genoa to Turin, from Turin to Chambery, from Chambery to Pont-de-Beauvoisin, and from Pont-de-Beauvoisin to Paris." Indeed? Then your father ought to have met with you on the road, for it is exactly the same route which he himself took, and that is how we have been able to trace. I decided not to press it and headed off to the amusement park.Sandy and I had a really good time at Disneyland, most of the lines for the good rides were rather long, but I bought her a mouse ear hat with her name on it, took pictures in the photo booth with her and I sitting together, and tried my best to make sure that all of us had plenty to eat and drink. Donna didn't seem to be enjoying herself as much as Sandy or I, but she did go on some rides with us and ate her share of the food..