" Huh ... what do I like ... you want me to tell you," Bob asked, not believing she really wanted to hear him say it."Yeah, I want to know. You alread... said it's not as skimpy as yesterday," Sandy made it obvious she was looking at the growing bulge in Bob's shorts. "But I see that you still approve, so tell me what you like."Bob was afraid Sandy was trying somehow to trap him. He answered cautiously, "Uh ... well uh ... bra and panties? ... underwear? ... sexy girl? ... what else do I need to. She had thought she heard someone go down stairs and she had an idea who it had been. She found her mother in the kitchen, sitting at the table, drinking a cup of coffee and looking paler than Dani could ever remember seeing her before. ‘Mom, are you okay?’ Helen shook her head. ‘No, this is my fault, all my fault. I’m so sorry honey, if I had known it would happen…’ She began to cry and Dani moved to comfort her. ‘Mom, its okay, what do you mean this is your fault, what’s your fault?’ Before. They rushed outside, along with Josh, to where Mike lay quietly in the sled. "Honey, are you all right?" Kirsten asked."Hell no," he mumbled. "I'm sicker than Mark was." Come on," she said. "Let's get you inside."The four of them helped Mike to get up. He could stand, but was unsteady on his feet. Jackie took him by one arm, and Josh took him by the other, and helped him inside the house, and started to undress him. "Don't take them off," he pleaded, "I'm freezing." Shivering from a heck of a. He mentioned again how horny he was, and I noticed him rubbing his crotch a little. I was instantly hot because I could tell he had a major hard on. Finally, he turned to me and said he needed to go "take care of it".I showed him my buddy's extra room, which he kept for friends who needed to crash after a night of drinking, etc. We talked for a second more and then I said "Well, I guess I'll leave you alone....." He looked at me and said "You don't have to go." I thought for a second and then.