Tim had bought a truck there. He got a used Ford F-150 that was painted sterling gray. I had to smile when he had almost thirty pictures on his phone....Someone was a proud owner.After breakfast, we got down to business.“We’ve talked about your top schools and how you wanted to consider the best of the Power Five conferences. I wanted to talk to you about the one Independent you may be considering and suggest an alternative,” Dad said.“Notre Dame?” Tim asked.“Yes. I know that David took Notre. Our daughter copied many of McKayla's mannerisms and they have the same Mensa-level intelligence and curiosity about the world.McKayla died when Maureen was in the eighth grade, but our daughter has always been wise beyond her years. I feared that she would be one of those kids who emotionally imploded when they lost a parent, but the exact opposite happened. Maureen dug in and became determined to make her Mom proud.A month after the funeral, Maureen came into my bedroom one night and sat. I'll talk to him after work she thought as she hurried into the house to get ready for the date. James watched Lola as she stared over at his house then hastily rush inside. He groaned dramatically, She must be disgusted, maybe even terrified the way she rushed into her house he thought to himself. I can't face her yet he thought, tonight after she's finished work he promised himself. Lola was meeting the others at the cinema in 20 minutes, she gave herself a quick once over in her bedroom. She could climb underneath the table right now, she thought. Unzip his pants and take his cock into her mouth and suck on it until it shot it's load. Then she would taste it and swallow it. The fork made an audible clang as she dropped onto her plate and woke her from her momentary trance.“Everything all right?” her husband asked with a concerned look upon his face. Melissa could feel her face redden as she nodded and went back to her meal, trying not to think of his juicy cock stuffed into her.