By the time we arrived at Nina's, the girls had made plans to take Katrina shopping with them the next morning. The shopping trip was for last minute ...chool clothes. Cindi had been advising the twins on what to wear so they would fit in without overdoing it. The twins discovered that by dressing differently from each other they had twice the wardrobe to choose from, I guess when you are a teenaged girl that's a big deal.I took Katrina home where our parents and grandparents were waiting for. There in the windowwas the dress I envisioned for my son. Oh, my, I wanted it for myself! Acrisp white linen sleeveless top which seemed to be molded to the shapelymannequin on which it resided. From the waist down flared out layers ofpale yellow organza over snow white starched petticoats. A belt of whiteand yellow rose appliqu?s measured the waist and a white satin clutchpurse with the same rose appliqu?s around it's edges hung off to the sidefrom the neck of the mannequin. WOW! What boy. Looking at his hard-on now, it seemed to have grown to twice its size. Greg couldn't remember ever being this turned on before.Scooting forward on her knees, Mrs. C. raised her mouth to his cock and began to lick the head and shaft. After thoroughly licking the cock she began to suck on the head and first few inches of the shaft. Greg gave her a few minutes to 'show' him how she did it, before he stopped her."Fuck! That had to be the worst blow job I've ever had!" Greg exclaimed, as he grabbed. .. I was anxious and nervous all day, but no more so than when I went to talk with my mother that afternoon. Even though I had the entire basement to myself, I felt weird imaging that she would be home when Becky came over. "Mom; uh, can I ask a favor tonight?" "Sure honey. What is it?" "Well, I have a friend coming over, and I was wondering if I could have the house to myself." My mother wasn't stupid, and probably guessed why I wanted her to leave, but if she did she didn't let on, and simply.