The powers-that-be considered the Relocation Bureau too great a risk to their careers, so it was closed.”I nodded, realising now how fortunate the B...reau had been not to make any mistakes thus far. It could only have been a matter of time before a blunder occurred and Boris’s scenario enacted.“As all government departments are funded from the Treasury there will never be an office to carry out relocations.” I said, unhappy to think traitors might go undetected and unpunished. I slumped. I paid the tab and we left. Abby asked if I wanted to drive and I suggested that she drive. I told her that I wanted to just look at her. She blushed. We strolled to the car and again Abby got plenty of attention. I noticed that despite the earlier difficulty Abby had with her shoes, her walk began to get more sexy. I knew she was enjoying herself.We got in the car and headed for a new dance club that we had wanted to check out. We talked about what we would do after dancing. Abby was playing. His timing was amazing. He sensed she was near so he moved one hand to her crotch, brushing her pubes very lightly. The heavy moaning began immediately and continued while he diddled her clit with his finger. He intentionally did not introduce his finger to her, wanting rather, to save that feeling for his cock. He also didn't want to do anything that would get in the way of his cock busting her cheery."Are you ready?"Courtney nodded silently.He positioned his cock at the entrance to her cunt. "Can I, Mom? Please?" Ohhh ... We'll see," she said, but I knew that meant yes!"Thank you, Mom!" I was practically jumping up and down and my new tits didn't flop around at all. They just jiggled a lot. "This is so awesome!" Just remember," she said seriously, holding up a baby blue thong on a little round hanger. "You're going to be sixteen for a long time, so..." Yeah," I nodded as a flood of forgotten memories filled me. "The rest of my life, I know ... I don't mind. I just didn't want to be.