”“One more run,” Hunter begged.“Please, Daddy, one more run,” Noah and Connor added.“We are late,” I said as I showed them my watch. “...hat is Mom-Mom going to say?”Connor gave me a sly grin and said, “Mom-Mom, Daddy said it was OK if we stayed out later.”“Oh, that is how it is,” I replied. “Throw Daddy under the bus. Let’s go now! I don’t want Mom-Mom to give me a time out the first night I’m home.” The boys were having fun but knew not to push harder. They gathered up the sleds and toboggan. She leaned in and picked up her mug taking a long satisfying smell of the 100% Columbian aroma before taking a sip. "I know you were watching us last night out by the pool" she continued. "You saw everything and now we have to be sure you wont go running to the authorities." she finished before reaching to the coffee table and retrieving her mug. I sat down on the sofa adjacent to the chair and tried to figure out what to say. Obviously I was busted and now I had something on them. Should I. I turned you over and pulled your ass up by bringing your hips towards me and Ran my hands up your back all the way to your shoulders... I grabbed you and pulled you up to me and had a gentle grasp on your throat. You gasped again not expecting me to be a little tougher than usual... But again, you weren't sure if it was really me or not. I let you lay back down and as soon as you head touched the pillow I slid my strap on inside you. Slowly, from behind. You moaned the sexiest moan and with. Where were my shoes? Mum told me that theywere my shoes and to hurry up, she didn't want to hear any hassle from methis morning. I felt like crying. Then for the first time since thismorning, the girl's voice was back. She was advising me to wear the boots,as the trousers would hide them. As usual, the girl's voice was right. IfI wore the Mary Jane shoes, everyone would see they were girl shoes,hopefully no one could see that the boots were girls.My friends did notice the boots. I just tried.