"I'm a government official, and I must insist," I retorted."Mama, would you get my purse for the man?" Little Mama asked, adding, "Jimmy Lee says..." ...hatever will keep you in line, apparently," I finished for her. Little Mama blinked and shut up. Grandma produced her own ID and then dug in her purse for Little Mama's. I eyeballed Grandma's card and passed it to Jeff. More sheep. From my experience, Grandma looked like a Kentucky woman -- and in my experience, a great many of them looked fine. Her long dark hair flowing down over the folds of the fabric blended in with the blackness of the cloth The length fell to the floor a little even with her shoes on.She pulled the hood up over her head and thought, ' This is spooky shit.' She then heard a male voice whispering softly to Rita from outside. He was asking if they were ready because Rex knew they had arrived and they were all in the sanctuary waiting."Yes, " Rita said and the male voice left.Sandy' s heart was beating fast in her. In reality, she wasn't trying to teach Karen anything. She was merely falling into the depths of their love and taking what she wanted. It mattered not whether it was intentional. And that's the way it was with them. Every time they made love, it was a process of unintentional discovery.Last night was the best ever. Every night that week they'd revisited their little technique. Each time it got a little better. Each time there was something different about it. But every time she came it was the. She lightly knocks on the door.The door swings open and standing there is Mike, 6'3" barely weighing 190lbs, his features are gangly and he has sandy brownish hair with some natural curl in it. He is not wearing a shirt, his chest is not remarkable and neither is his face. It is safe to say that the only remarkable feature is the shape that his semi hard erection is making as it lifts up against the fleece of the gray sweat pants he is wearing, possibly the longest bulge Joy has seen in her 25.