Without looking at me, he said, "Thanks, Sean."I held out my hand. He looked up, saw me standing there, and he reached out and grasped my proffered ha...d."One thing," I said, smiling. "If I'm playing up from you, you're not checking out my ass, are you?"He laughed, a friendly and relaxed sound after the tension he had put himself under. "You wish," he said.Before letting go of his hand, I said, "Seriously though, Spencer. This conversation goes no further, as far as I'm concerned. I won't say. I had over heard some of the boys referring to her as the Vivacious Cunt. She was the perfect girl with straight A grades, she was tall and slender, and she had a great set of tits. The fact that she always wore those cheerleader panties tucked into her pussy just made ever guy hard instantly. Many of the teachers referred to her as Miss Camel Toe. I simply referred to her as ‘my daughter.’ Yes, my daughter Vivian was the cause of all those males and probable most of those females too. My hands moved to her round boobs. I felt my cock rubbing along her buttocks as the mature woman kept eating my salty cum form Jessica.She let out a low seductive moan and I sensed she started to twitch as her brutal orgasm was being built. My cock kept grinding in her ass crack. My young niece started to shake as she came moaning loud.But Shelley looked an insatiable bitch. She again clamped her red lips on my niece’s cunt and gave her another sweet licking on this young clit.Her man moved. On the other hand, Scholastic wouldn’t even release the first HP book until next year, so that was something that Janna underlined in my list along with the Prius. It seemed there was a big difference between ‘world’ events and ‘personal’ events. Even if my new life and new decisions affected world events, the likelihood was that it wouldn’t happen for a long time. Even with the butterfly effect, the cause is so remote from the effect that it was nearly impossible to trace. Maybe one of Jesse’s.