She’d become the proud, confident young woman I know. If I hadn’t come along, it might have been years before she got to this point and that would...have meant years locked in her own thoughts.”He sat and considered what I was saying and grimaced. He saw the same change in her that I saw. “So you think I’m overprotective?” he asked.“I think that in your position, I’d be overprotective too. Can I promise to never make Tricia cry? No. I can’t promise that, just like she can’t promise never to make. Chapter 3Peggy bounded across the floor to answer the ringing phone. Her naked breasts bobbed seductively with every move.“Hello?”“How did it go?” Darrel asked. “Did he say anything that I should know?”“Um, I, uh, I don’t know,” she stammered, obviously afraid she didn’t have the info he needed, “he only got one call during lunch.”“What did he say?”“Um, hang on,” Peggy said. Darrel could hear her digging in her purse, “he said, research tract 1, 2. I need it by next week.” She stopped. ” My eyes widened. “That’s why the ambulance was out of your house this morning.”“I knew it only had to be purified more,” she said. “Mmm, well, I was looking forward to popping your little girl’s cherry but, I suppose, a mother does have the right to deflower her daughter.”“You’re going to deflower me, Mom?” Anabella asked. She licked her lips. “That’s so cool. You got a futa-dick, too. That’s awesome. I sucked on Ms. Harland and drank all her cum and then she licked my pussy and now I need to. I've asked Lena the same thing. I think if you're worried, then you should talk to her." Well, if you're anything like your son, I'm not surprised."I laughed and told her about everyone going to the pool. I left her to get ready.I made my way to the pool and told Tamara about my conversation with Audrey. I also told her about waking up Lena. She splashed me and asked why I didn't wake her up that way.I teased her by mimicking her, "Coffee, I need coffee." She really soaked me that time.I told.