" I'm sorry mom. Grandma asked me not to tell anything to you."I looked at my grandpa. He was sitting silently eyeing my beautiful mother; no, should ... say his beautiful daughter. I am not a reader of thoughts, but at that instant, I could feel the lust in his eyes. I looked at his crotch; the front of his was bulging in unusual proportions, clearly indicating what was happening in his mind. Although, I was feeling a bit tired after my long fucking session with mom, still, my flaccid cock again. I had a great time at school, the only thing that spoiled it was a boy in my class called Peter, Peter was a bit of a jack the lad, he was quiet good looking, and he knew it. The worst thing was that he was a bit of a pervert, always trying to look up girls skirts, patting there bums and trying to touch their breasts. He would do it in front of his mates, I guess he thought it made him look big in front of them. One day I was in the girls changing room after swimming with a few of my mates, we. He smiled."Let's just say you've got a full evening ahead of you." Please Lamar, let's go home. I'll give it to you any way you want." You gonna do that anyway as soon as my friends finish with you. Now, you wearing anything under that dress?" No, only my stockings like you told me." Good, it'll make that White meat easier to get to."Marcy flushed with embarrassment and consternation as Lamar started to walk away."How will I find you... when I'm finished?" I'll find you," he said, disappearing. ”“Dear, you have packages from UF.”“Did it say who the sender is?”“EPI.”The middle-aged engineer set down his soldering iron, his G Gauge transformer had a poor connection and he was fed up with the sudden power loss. The letter knife easily cut the transparent tape revealing a coffee can sized silver cylinder packed in bubble wrap. Martha would let the blasted cat play with the offensive material later on when he wasn’t looking if he didn’t hide it.That suddenly mattered little to the man..