’ Jacquí grinned. ‘Let me grab my purse. Be right back.’ With that, she scurried down the hall as fast as her butter-cream Prada pumps would ca...ry her. Denise forced herself not to admire the retreat. Before she could count to twenty, Jacquí returned with her matching butter-cream Prada handbag. Denise tucked her Coach knock-off under her arm. She felt good about the purchase when she impulsively dropped forty dollars on it last weekend. Now she just felt like as much of an imposter as her bag.. "Nothing special happened that day, so I got home at the usual time and made sure that everybody knew how my plot was to run. Mom gasped when I said that Helen might stay overnight, but she did not comment beyond that. Dad just grinned. I made a point of getting my homework done before supper; luckily, this was a light homework day. The teachers were usually understanding about the desire of teens to date, so they made it relatively easy for us over the weekend.I picked up Helen at 6:30 because. Her head sank between my legs to get a closer view. She looked up at the television to see Candy lick that area between my Mom’s legs. I felt her warm breath as her head sank closer; she pushed the gizmo aside to run her tongue over the bead drawing a shudder moan from deep inside me. My legs seemed to have a mind of their own as they lifted and spread to grant her better access. Her magic tongue looped and swirled around from my pee hole to back over my clit. My hands gently grasped the sides. I sat ... daddy sat next to me. The officers sat or stood as they chose. Two officers took what could only be called adversarial stances. One was a typical failed halfback ... an ex-high school bully who couldn't keep a real job. The other one was just fat."They found Charley," Daddy said."He's alright?" I guess I'd better let these fellas tell you."Uh-oh, not good.The fat one started it. He took a intimidating step forward. "David, can you account for every second of the time you were anchored.