I asked her about certain other things from the original story. What, now we had had a session or two did she find the biggest turn on, had she now, o...her scenarios that were more of a priority. I was more than a little surprised when she said yes, and that her ideas had changed, she had originally said insects were out, but having seen the ant nest; she had been more than a little roused. She also wanted us to wear something to mark us and to reassure me that she would always be so, but felt. It was already well past midnight, so Jennie asked me to hang around a while, and have some egg-nog, :) I just thought to myself, 'Id sure like to taste her egg-nog'.We chit-chatted for about 30 minutes. I confided in her the recent dope use, but nothing more, and went on to explain that was one of the reasons I moved out of the house—to get away from Dustin. Suddenly out of no where, Jennie pipes up and just says “is it true”? I shoot her my big shit-eatin grin, and just replied “whut”? “You. What was it with her? She came out of the back and saw me at the kitchen window. She managed to get herself under the window, I could see she had been crying and she called out, "Paul, please come out." I finished bandaging my thumb and she was still there. She called out again "Come on, I just want a couple of hours of your time to show you something then I'll leave you alone." What was it with women?I reluctantly went to the front door. I was dressed in my overalls and site boots and was. ”“On the drive up here we primed those Starbuck’s cappuccinos we gave you with several shots of our cum and ever since then you have been all hot and whorish, letting us fuck you over real good and proving, beyond the shadow of a doubt, that our cum/aphrodisiac theory was absolutely correct.”The cock she was chewing on was getting larger as she listened intently to her son’s cum/aphrodisiac revelations, with dribbling precum flavoring her tongue.She was both startled and skeptical about what.