.." Dad looked at me."So, I don't know." I smiled. "That's why I'm here. I want to sleep in my old bed, look at my old stuff, and just think for a lit...le bit, you know?" Well, it's all up there," Mom said, relaxing slightly and reminding herself that at least I was home to stay for awhile. "Why don't you lie down and take a rest? Your father can get the rest of your bags."I nodded and went upstairs feeling more than a little relived that my homecoming had gone as well as it had. Between my book. ?Yes,? Sara said. ?You should have thought of that before. And so should have Brittney.??I don?t understand...You said you weren?t angry anymore, you said???Oh, I?m not angry. I?m just getting even.??Mrs. Baxter?I think I should leave now??Julie stood to go. ?Sit down?Juju.?Sara had spoken calmly and quietly. Julie knew she should leave; she wanted to leave, but something stopped her. It was that name that Brian?s ex-wife had used. Something about that name? Slowly Julie sat back down on the. As my mouth gets higher and higher on your thighs I hear you make a low, yet still half-asleep growl. This only turns me on further and I bring my hands up to gently massage your hips. Rubbing in small circles and applying the right amount of pressure makes you thrust up and down involuntarily in your half-sleep state. I scratch my nails gently up and down your belly, each time going lower and lower until my fingers finally graze the base of your cock which has now swelled to almost it’s full 9. “Have you anything to declare …” it was directed straight at Cynthia by the customer’s officer. She was in hurry as her flight had been delayed and now she only wanted to get home. She had maximized her time away and had work in several hours. Cynthia realised she had that nervous twitch though…she knew she should have declared her grannies goodies. They always went ballistic about food …still those home preserved treats…she had always managed to sneak them in…and as modern urban girl…she had.