Nor do they pay the bills. This is the Las Vegas of the new millennium. We have more sophisticated means of ensuring that we are not cheated of what i... due us." I'm afraid I haven't the foggiest idea of what you are talking about. I have no way to repay you, and you want me to sign a confession that will surely put me in prison for fraud. What other alternative is there?" Sign this confession. If you do not, Jim and Mike will take you for a ride to the police station as your next stop. When you. You shouldn't be doing that in front of me." "Prove it." "Prove what?" Mom asked getting flustered. "I said I wanted you to put it away." "So prove it." I repeated. "Let me touch your pussy. If it's not wet I'll leave right now and never bother you about this again." "No! You can't touch me there. It's wrong." I continued to stroke my cock, working it faster now as it approached full size again. Mom eyes bulged as she stared at it. She shook her head and tried desperately to maintain eye. "Mark, we were just messing around! Just having some fun is all," Kelly said."We'll just see what your mother thinks of your 'messing around' when she gets home. I'll bet she won't think so highly of your idea of fun!" he said."Oh, God, no! Mark, please–you can't tell Mom! I'll be in so much trouble! The Sweetheart Ball is coming up in a few weeks and if she found out about this she wouldn't let me go! Please don't tell Mom about this!" Kelly implored him.Mark sat on the edge of the bed next to. We decided to make a quick return to my Sienna and gather all the gear necessary for an extended hike with probable overnight camping. I hated to spend the time, but we decided we would be of little use disabled or dead.With no probable need for stealth, the return to the road was quicker than the trip to the cabin. At the faster pace, snow squeaked and crunched as we walked. We were able to talk, but were limited somewhat by travel on the narrow trail.Rachel talked about her life with Jack,.