How can she be saying stuff like that? Nope, it wasn't working, not even a little bit. I started talking before I even opened my eyes. "Alright, I've ...ad enough, I don't know you. Hell, I don't KNOW either one of you. But someone is going to tell me what is going on, and I mean RIGHT NOW!" As I opened my eyes I was appalled, both women were on their knees with their foreheads touching the floor and both arms stretched out forward toward me. I could hear their sobbing now that I wasn't talking.. " Before I'd even finished the sentence his lips were on mine. His kiss was hungry, his tongue insistent. I snaked my arms around his neck as I felt him pick me up. Wrapping my legs around his waist, I felt his cock pressing into my core. I bit his lip gently and he growled softly. We fell together onto the bed but as soon as my back hit the mattress I rolled us over so I was straddling him. I ground my hips against his, just two thin pieces of fabric separating us. He gripped my hips as I. OMG, was she really doing the right thing withthis? What was she thinking? But this moment of guilt was very fleetingas she again felt the stirrings within herself. This had to be done. ItWAS the right thing for Chris.....and her!"Mommy, why is there a hole in this? I've never seen panties with holeslike this. It makes my....er.....my...ah...you know, stick out." "Well, hon.....maybe when daddy bought this he suspected that one daysome special little boy might just be wearing it and need a. “And it’s going to stay right there until we’re through,” he said.I shrugged, “Come on, guys. Let’s go to my house.”The parking lot wasn’t taped ... just the building. We got in our cars and left before the cops decided to tape off the lot ... which they did ... after we left.At the house, George, Tommy and Bobby, decided they’d stay in town until the instruments were released. I just wanted to go home. I had a feeling ... but it wasn’t the voices in my head. It was that uncomfortable feeling.