" It's about time, Dad. Congratulations." Joan said. "We wondered if we would have to push you somehow, but Wendy said to wait until the time was righ..., so we did. Let me talk to Wendy." Okay, and thanks. Wendy, Joan wants to talk to you." Hi, Joannie. He finally did it. We're going to shop for rings tomorrow. Is Anna there? Good. Let me talk to her. Anna, he asked. It just took a little time for him to get around to it. Thank you and thank you for all your advice. Anna wants to talk to you.". Cock was my interest, and my tits were his interest. He started feeling them straight away and I went straight for his cock and started squeezing. He was already hard from the expectation of another head job and feeling my tits. I unhooked my bra again so he could get to them properly and then unzipped his pants. I glanced around and pulled it out. He groaned and shot his hand up my skirt again. I let him have a feel while I stroked his cock to full hardness. I leaned down quickly. He couldn’t look at her. He handed her the nightie and the bra.“Jack.” She was not yelling anymore, but still very angry. “Please tell me exactly what you were doing. I mean, I know what you were doing, but tell me why.”“I’m sorry, Aunt Peggy. I was... well, I was masturbating.”“Yes, I saw. That’s not what I was asking about. I want to know why you were wearing my stuff. And what’s with the cigarettes? You don’t smoke.”“I...like cigarettes. The taste and the feel, while I’m...you know.”“Okay.. " I was just lookin'." said the first."Yeah, well maybe there'll be time for that later."Denis sat in his office. He had contemplated the possibility of changing back into his own clothes, well his masculine attire, but had to rethink on account of the fact that the leader of this particular posse, didn't seem to have very much control over his crew and there was no telling when they would reappear or where.At least the question of what could possibly go wrong had been answered.From his office,.