I need to see if it matches up with the images in my mind." She didn't even give me a chance to answer before she got close to me and tried to take my...clothes off.I curse the day I thought getting a button-up shirt was a good idea. When she pulled on my shirt, I stepped back trying to get away. Then she gripped my shirt even tighter and pulled me as she stepped back. She tripped on something and fell, pulling me with her, and I fell on top of her. And with my luck that's how Val found us.She. My second inspiration struck. A radio!As I told you we were in a small town in western Minnesota. There might be 10,000 lakes in the state but there are damn few radio stations worth listening to if you aren't near the Twin Cities. Personally, I don't like farm reports, country music, or preachers telling me I am damned if I don't send them a donation. That had been a constant complaint of all three girls since we moved out here. The only radio station they liked was located in the twin cities. Andy came into the kitchen and we both hugged him and told him how touched we were with his notes.Then, later, I went to his room where he was eagerly waiting.As I closed the door behind me, I laughed as I saw his sheet so obviously tented upward in anticipation."Looks like you're happy to see me, handsome," I said as he pulled away the covers, my son seemingly proud of his developing manhood.I pulled off my nighty, sat down and kissed the tip of his cock and settled in next to him as we held. Sandra had managed to locate a tire tool in the dark. As the lid opened she tried to raise up and hit the men with the tool. Randy pulled back from the swinging tool and Josh grabbed Sandra's arms. He held them at her side while Randy took the tool away."Now that's ain't very nice," said Randy. "We gonna have to teach you some manners."He then punched Sandra in the stomach. The blow knocked the wind out of her and she gasped for breath. The men grabbed Sandra and dragged her out of the trunk..