”“And you know I just want you to grow up to be a good woman, right?”“Yes, Dad.”“Good, Becky, good. Finish your drink, honey. I'll make...you another. You too, Joan, drink up.”He came back with fresh drinks for Mom and me and the bottle for himself. “I bought you a special present. It's just from me. Go get that bag on the kitchen table.”As I got up, I realized that I was feeling a little funny. I guessed I might have been getting a little drunk. I couldn't imagine why Dad seemed normal,. "It's Junior League night, Mommy!" Kathy exuded as she kissed her cheek."Oh, I almost forget how much you've been looking forward go going to Junior League with me," Mommy tried to act interested while stifling a yawn. After all these years, her charity work had become a little... routine.Perhaps having Kathy as a partner would liven thing up, she thought. After all, her daughter was a straight-A sex-ed student and three time winner of the school's tightest pussy contest. And the Sanders raved. I would love to have his baby. Between my body and his cock, that kid – male or female – would be one popular fuck when he or she gets older.Just when I think he's empty, he starts surging again. God, this kid has tremendous staying power. It's no wonder the cougars were all fighting over the right to fuck him the other night at The Cougar Club. Damn. Henrietta and I really missed a treat. But, then, we've never gotten our asses fucked so much as we did that night. I guess I cannot complain. What finally convinced me to stop worrying was the sobering thought that if they’d really come for me, they wouldn’t be waiting patiently in the hallway. They would’ve probably just came in with their masterkey. I let out a breath and opened the door, convinced that they were probably looking for someone else in the building and wanted to know if I knew where that somebody might be.?Yes?? I cautiously asked, trying to appear casual.?Are you Anna Hood?? asked the smaller of the two burly.