" Lane, I'm ... I don't know why I feel so old-fashioned about this ... but I really don't want to..." You did a good job of convincing me that you re...lly did." I ... I was wrong. When I mentioned it and your weenie reacted, I thought YOU did..." Baby, your grandma, what did she tell you about that? Weenies, I mean?" A stiff dick has no conscience, you mean?" Yeah. Baby, it reacts. That circuit bypasses the parts of the brain that involve thought sometimes." He sighed. "I couldn't help it. I. Hereleased his penis and reached for the hand creamdispenser on the arm of the sofa. He pumped out agenerous helping along his cock. She almost groanedaloud as he grabbed himself again. Mitzi couldactually hear the wet, licking sound of the creambeing squeezed between his cock and his fingers. She yearned to get closer. To touch, feel the heat andhardness of that lovely thing for herself. The stalledlawnmower on the front lawn, her need for a shower,her thirst; all were pushed out of her mind. "Marion honey she is right you look like..... Oh Idon't know..." She burst into tears and I thought it was all over butshe shocked me. She walked over and gave me a hug. "Sweetheart youlook adorable."She kissed me before Sandy got a chance but she almost pushed mom outof the way she was in such a rush. "You are way to pretty, oh damn youlook like.... I mean I wouldn't have known. If we just met I wouldn'trecognize you,"Sandy then spent half an hour doing her own makeup moaning that shedidn't. ”Brett told me, “We were just talking about her new plant in St Louis. You were one of the architects?”I didn’t really want to talk too much about my “architectural” background since I didn’t have any. Especially about Kristen’s new building. She’d told me enough about it to help, but very much conversation about it was sure to be a giveaway. “Yeah, it was a fun building to work on.” Then I grinned at Kristen and took her hand in mine, “The client was especially fun.”“You’re sweet. You made it.