They had enough work to keep things running smoothly for some time to come. If we can get two good people to work in the spots we are vacating, then I...am confident we will pull through whatever happens she told us.Since the restaurant manager assured us there was no need to rush away as there was usually a lull in business until after three once serving lunches was finished we decided to take a bit more time. So we ordered extra coffees. Walter and Grace asked us what we were reading at the. Just as I started pushing my cock deeper into her again, the knock at the door came again, a little louder and faster this time.Through the door, I heard Sandra's voice, almost sobbing. "Tom," she half-cried, half-moaned, "are you in there? I really need to talk!"Even through the door, I could tell that something was wrong, and I pulled my cock out of Rena and turned toward the door. I started grabbing for my sweats and called out, "Yeah, Sandra, hang on just a sec!"Rena sat up and spun around. He rushed forward. "Wait, Ned, I don't think you should--"Diane shot up. "Ned, stop it, what are you doing?"Ned reached the book-bag first and picked it up. Jason grabbed for it, but Ned twisted his lithe body around, and Jason grasped only air. Diane approached until stopped by Ned's narrowed gaze."Uh-huh," Ned said. He slowly nodded. "Yeah, I think I get it now." Ned, give that to Jason, he needs to keep that safe," Diane said.Ned froze."He needs to keep it with him if he wants to keep it. "Must fuck ... must have sex ... must come." What?" asked Charles, gazing up from where he was lying, his eyes fixed upon his father in a questioning manner.His father was standing there, gazing back down at him. His father's hand was wrapped about his cock and he was stroking himself hard."Must fuck ... must have sex ... must come!" his father chanted once more, his eyes glazed with desire.Charles eyes widened with horror. A thought filled his mind and it was not something he wanted to think.