"At nine in the morning?" Yeah. Gonna get a bite to eat and do some stuff, you know?" I don't, but do you mind if I tag along? I want to spend more ti...e with you," she responds, fluttering her eyelashes.As I glance over her pleading face, I know I'm unable to lie to her about what I'm doing. I've ignored her the entire week, and I'm blowing her out again to deal with Louise on what is possibly my last weekend of freedom for some time. She deserves to know that I'm doing something that will. That done, I went to the safe where Chris and I kept the nasty stuff that was really illegal. I opened it and took out several packages of military C4 explosives which I put into a small duffel bag. I took the bag out to the bus myself and put it into a small cupboard built under the passenger seat behind the passenger door. I went back in and closed up all the doors on the various gun racks and ammo drawers and made sure that they were all locked up. The last thing I did was get the. My eyes repeatedly staring and scanning at her lovely body. I told her very clearly that she will not go back without having lunch with us.She tried to say no, but it was only half-hearted. As we drove, she asked my son, “You like papa or mummy?”Son replied, “Papa.”She again him asked, “You don’t like mummy, why?”My son replied, “I like both, but papa more.”The way she played with her eyes was just incredible. She lowered her lashes until they almost cuddled her cheeks and slowly raised them. It was just like the precum stain Hank was sure was on his slacks, fortunately hidden by the briefcase, but Hank could feel his own stiff meat down one leg in his boxer shorts, and he knew he was starting to leak precum."I thought, you know, Dad had sneaked one of his girlfriends in the house, and they were doin' somethin' kinky in the bathroom. I'd never thought about fuckin' ass before, so I thought it would be kind of a turn on to see my dad fucking some girl's butthole. I pushed open the.