. Diane, you did your own laundry, but how many timesdid you miss a pair of panties or a bra, and leave them in the dryer? Orin the basket? You leave ...akeup stains on the sink, powder on the vanityand your room occasionally smells of perfume. Just how dumb do you thinkI am?"I had no answer for her because if she said it, she must be right, and itwas hard to remember if I ever left any clothes behind."Now that I've seen you, I have to say that you look very nice! With justa little help I doubt. I'm entitled."She scurried off to go back to the kitchen ... and there was Phee, standing in the entryway to the living room, leaning against one side of the archway.Her hair was longer, and fuller. It looked rich, and I wanted to run my hands through it. Like Frankie, she had filled out a little. It wasn't fat. There was just more of her. She looked older, even more beautiful than I remembered. She was wearing a dress, which was something I'd seen her do only a few times as we were growing up.. Malcolm leaned downward, taking my softening cock between his hot lips, licking all traces of cum from my cock & my balls & then he cleaned up my belly be4 sliding upward 2 give me a taste of my own cum. i gripped his ribcage, pulling myself 2ward him as i licked his chest clean, then his belly, as he kept moving upward over me on his hands & knees. finally, his fat, awesome cock was at my lips, hanging all the way down 2 my mouth, still huge, even in it's flaccid state. i opened my mouth,. My eyes grew wide and my fear ran deep, but I kept reminding myself that I was supposed to do what adults wanted me to do, so I stayed completely still, breathing fast, my eyes locked on the enormous man in front of me. Behind me, Mildred whispered, "Honey, open your mouth. Hank is going to show you what to do with it." I hesitated then, knowing that what was happening was wrong, and I was frightened, but more than anything, I wanted these people who I visited every day to continue to be nice.