“Geez, Harold—you have a one-track mind. Leave him alone. He’s never had much of a social life so he’s entitled to one now. Don’t you thi...k?” I was sure Dad did, but he also knew better than to argue with Mom. He was sure to lose, just as he did many times in the past.I spent Sunday doing chores around the house and out in the yard, returning to school Monday morning. I picked up Carol at her home on the way and she couldn’t wait to suck on my cock. She was still sucking when I stopped. “See this shortbread recipe? Look what I wrote on it. ‘22 December 1997, Brooke is 15, and will become a fashion model.’ You said to mark your words, so I did,” she smiled proudly.“Mom, you are something else!” She hugged her tight.“Now what subjects are we going to discuss on this visit?”“What makes you think I have anything to talk about?”“Because you already said so, and on every visit, you tell me your ideas, using me as a sounding board before you mention them to your father.”“You know me. I wouldn't get too comfortable up there. It'll be harder to get down when you lose." Let's just see whose gonna lose tonight," she said."Prob'ly the Rangers," Reg said thickly, his fingertips now running all the way down to Meghan's upper thighs, just to the point where he was touching bare flesh. "They kinda suck this year." Right," Meghan said with a chuckle. Faintly, she heard Ken give a little bark of amusement as well."You really are sexy," Reg said, his fingers now sliding under Meghan's. That afternoon my fiancee came over to see me before he went to the house to work I was very scared that he may sense that something was wrong because im not good at hiding things,there was a part of me that wanted to tell him but I knew he wouldnt understand and was afraid he would call off the wedding and that would cause embarrassment to everyone so I decided to keep quite.for the next couple of weeks I didnt go to the house much since Leon was there,it was just to uncomfortable for me on.