Did you enjoy your date?”“Very much.” And she went on to tell Deborah about “Same time Next Year.” This was understood between them as a hin... that she didn’t want to talk about the parking afterward. Deborah accepted that. Talking about a date was one thing; talking about a date with her brother was something else again.Greg was trying to be nice to the entire family. Family fights must look juvenile to Janet, and he owed Deb -- his number-one enemy in the family. When his mother wheedled him. The driver, commented on that I was looking for action, and I looked up I could see he was staring at my exposed pussy, I had slid forward on the back seat, causing my micro-mini skirt to ride high on my hips, and with my legs open, he had an unintential eyeful.I alredy knew I was wet and swollen with lustiness, so I leant forward and suggested he drive forward a few hundred meters, where it was just bushes and darker.Three minutes later he was in the back humping me, covering me with dust from. My mom walked into the kitchen and made a comment, “Lost in thought?”I nodded my head yes and turned around. She had showered and dressed in a pair of white shorts that were tight and mid-thigh, a light blue tank top that accentuated her full breasts, her nipples hard in the lace bra poking the tank top’s thin material. Her hair was blown dry and brushed. She didn’t have any makeup on this morning. “Mrs. Johansson called while you were in the shower. She asked that you call her back.”She smiled. Somehow Pam came up in the conversation. All it took was a normal reference to her and something she had talked about, but it immediately led to a much more intimate conversation. Apparently, we were both waiting for the right moment to open up about what was on our minds.It all just poured out of Jack. It was like a dam had burst inside him. He told me how much he really cherished and cared for Pam. He told me how amazing she was in every way. I certainly couldn’t disagree with his.