The room felt like the heat was on too high so I pulled off my jeans and my sweatshirt and laid back down in my underpants. I wondered where Nancy was... but not too hard before I dozed off.I woke up when I heard Nancy say something like "Well, that's my baby brother, Hut. Like I've told you before, we couldn't keep clothes on him at home either." I awoke with kind of a kicked in the head and confused feeling and it took me a few seconds to remember where I was. As I became aware, I turned my. He pulled her hands down from her flushed face just when her lips was forming a stern "no". He gently silenced the no with a deep kiss full on her lips. Stunned, my mother tried to pull back away from him as his left hand dropped to grasp her juicy ass."Richard, please, no... "she vainly replied as the last of her resilience quickly faded. Deepening his kiss, my dad used both of his palms to get a firmer grip on her butt cheeks. Massaging them alternately, the hem of her thigh length dress rode. Looking at their new clothes made me kind of envious, because the suits were very cool. The Hombres liked them too, as they were all smiles as they tuned up their instruments. As I was standing there bull-shitting with them, Ernesto, the bands leader and Miguel Calderon’s father, asked me if I was going to do a few numbers with them that evening. Does a hobby horse have a hickory dick?“You will have to tie me up and gag me for it to be otherwise,” I told him.Ernesto smiled at that and motioned. Before they knew where they were the wedding was upon them. They had both agreed that they did not want the reception to be an all night affair with dancing but a traditional, old fashioned one lasting two or three hours with drinks and small eats. Many of the guests were coming down from London so, to obviate the need for drivers to abstain, they hired buses to meet the three fifteen train at Pitsbury and then take guests back again for the seven twenty-five back up to London.The guest list.