They can shimmy and wiggle, but they have to stay in one spot. This round eliminates half the girls in each group.For the second round, the remaining ...irls are broken into two groups and they are wet down again, but this time they walk down the catwalk like a fashion show. They can make a little bit more eye contact with the crowd and give them a little more wiggle and show off more. Again, half of the girls in each group are eliminated. Angel was one of the girls who make it through this round. For a moment it seemed as if they had forgotten I was there watching. Simultaneously they seemed to regain themselves, my dad and brother turning toward me and Mom smiling at me, the cum on her face starting to run. “Does it? Does it taste good?” I asked bashfully. “Mmmmm oh god yes Robbie. Would you like to taste it?” She asked me. I didn’t know what to say. I looked at my dad and br other. I had no idea what to do. Would it be wrong to say yes? I DID want to badly. I was so. He continued, "After Daniel or Danielle, as the case may be, is born and healthy, you Charles will be a comfortably wealthy man by any standards."I had been carefully listening to him speak. Letting my tongue roll a little loosely I answered, "I ... hope ... Bobbie can help me ... emulate your speech patterns. Uh, yes." Not bad at all, wouldn't you say, my dear?" Wide-eyed, Bobbie stared at me in total unbelief. "I would say you hit the jackpot, my dear, yes really and truly, the jackpot. He is. No, she would not think of him and that was that. What she would do, she thought suddenly, was go over to the new apartment herself to see if she could do anything there. The chances were that she could help hang drapes and take care of many of the thousand little things there would be to do. Moving was just about the biggest and most tiring chore she knew of. There would be plenty to keep her mind in harness!And so it was that about an hour and a half later, Liz Rouelle entered the open door.