Gee. It's nice to see you. What are you doinghere?", I asked, not quite sure of whether I was dreaming ornot."You don't remember? YOU invited me d...wn for the weekend." Huh. Yeah. Is it that weekend already? Boy oh boy. Theplace is a mess. I'd better clean up a bit before you evenbother coming in." Forget the mess cutie, I'm not here to inspect yourapartment. May I come in?" Whah? John? Sure, yeah. Come in, please." What did he justsay? I must be dreaming."It's been a long. ”“We just practiced those middle two songs for the first time tonight, Mr. Labatt,” Jennifer softly said.“Get out!” Katie Labatt shouted, “You guys couldn’t have played them that well after ONE practice session.”I watched as Sammy, Cathy and Jennifer all nodded their smiling heads affirmatively at Sam’s step-mother’s comments.“We, uh, all basically knew that Bob Seger’s song,” Lynette said, “and, uh, Mike then played his reworked version of Sweet Home Alabama. We all reacted like you did when. " He grinned."I'm sure of that," said Brenda, giving his thigh a loving squeeze. "She's a hot little piece of ass that loves to fuck as much as her mother does." I think we'll even have more fun tonight," he teasingly whispered, moving his hand up under her skirt."I'm sure we will," murmured Brenda.With his heart pounding wildly in his chest, Mac's hand crept higher and higher until his fingers brushed across the slippery moistness of her naked cunt. His cock gave a violent lurch when he. Just a few cuts, no big deal." He shakes his head and wraps his arms around my small body.I open my mouth to speak but his finger on my lips causes me to stay quiet. I nod as he walks me over to the couch where he sits down and pulls me onto his lap. I snuggle into his warmth until I feel myself calm completely. "Gracie..I..." He starts to speak but he stops once our eyes meet. I watch as he bend down, inches away from my face."What's wrong?" I ask, quietly.All he does is take a deep breath.