“I can’t explain it all to you now, not enough time, but when I get out, and I will get out, I will tell all to you and to them,” I said. “Dad...y?” she said. “When I get out,” I said. “Do you think you can pull yourself together enough for us to get by this little delay we’re going to have between now and our next meet up?” I was sounding as demanding as I could without hitting at her too hard. “Okay, daddy. Daddy, I love you,” she said. And that dear reader made my day, her words. “Good!” I. She too was dressed in old and worn-out shorts and a top, and she kissed him quickly and asked, “Had breakfast yet?”Peter nodded. “Yeah. Now, what’s up? What are you planning today that I needed my grubbies for?” He tossed the bag onto the counter and poured himself some juice.“We’ve got stuff in the basement!” answered Lauren’s daughter.“Lucky us,” interjected Jimmy sourly. He knew what this meant - chores.“Yes, lucky us,” said Lauren in a scolding tone. “Watch it, mister, or you’ll be getting. She had two things to concentrate on, making sure Mr. Lemur was happy and will sign with her dad and secondly, get some pleasure for herself.One hour later. Mission accomplished, only partially. She was sure that Mr. Lemur would sign up, but her own pleasure was lacking, he was just a bit too quick on the draw and she was still on the edge of lustfulness.Now on the elevator down she thought about the trip back. She had almost convinced herself that Eric had this arrangement only because of. What do you say to a mom who has just caught you buried in her daughter? I didn’t have a clue.“Well Mr. Athlete, Celle caught you with Trish, and Sandy said she started it, did you at least pay my daughter some attention?” Carol asked.I was still very red faced, but Delta found her tongue. “A lot of attention, mom. When Sandy woke us up doing Chuck, I was a little jealous. When I told Chuck how I felt, he showed me he cares for me, too.” Then with a guilty smile and a shiver, Delta said “And it.