Her mother is worried sick,” my mom said.I stared at her dumbfounded not sure what to say. “So you were with Elizabeth,” my mom asked again.This...time I knew I couldn’t say I had been when I hadn’t. “No ma’am,” I replied. “But I thought you said you were with her? Where were you,” she asked?My parents both stared at me so intently I felt like I was under a microscope. “I. . . I was . . . I had to talk to Scott. . . about the baby,” I said Both my parents starred at me stunned at where I was.. I looked beautiful and ten years younger when he had finished with my make-up. I was glowing. When my dress was dry I went behind the screen and pulled it back on. I needed Rodrigo to do up the zip for me, and he kissed my shoulder as he pulled up the zip. I melted into his arms, my head back on his shoulder as he kissed me. “Thank you,” I whispered. “No,” he replied, “Thank you.” “I need to go now.” I said, “My husband will wonder where I have been.” “If I was him, I would be very jealous.”. I made some fresh coffee as she sat back in the recliner focusing on the day ahead, she mad no comment about me still being in my boxers and no comment about last night apart from apologising for falling asleep.“Oh don’t worry about that Tams” I said softly as I handed her a mug of coffee, “Thanks Chad” she replied softly sipping her caffeine sitting on the edge of the seat.I carried on sorting out my emails as she drank her coffee mostly staring into space, I certainly know how she feels as I. I checked the screen and saw Sally's face."Hi Darlin', you're lookin' good." Ok, try this."She backed up a couple steps and pulled her top off, flashing her tits for the camera. Actually, she didn't need to pull her top off. She was damp with sweat and her tits showed through her flimsy T-shirt."Is that lookin' better, sweetie?" You bet, is Bridget with you?"Just then Bridget stepped into view with her top off and leaned down and sucked on one of Sally's nipples."I can see she is and as horny.