And then I realised that unlike every morning for the last god knows how long, my boner had gone down without being relieved. I laughed out loud as it...felt so out of place, a break in my routine for the last few months, until I realised that I didn’t feel like playing with myself either. In fact I didn’t feel like doing anything.Rising to my feet I stepped into the bathroom, and splashed my face with cold water, my reflection in the mirror looked stressed, and I felt every bit of it. I couldn’t. It felt strange to hold her like this, Betty thought, both of them naked, and with Nikki pressing her elfin body against her mother's hairy mound, Nikki burying her face into the milky globes of her mother's breasts.But it felt wonderful, too. There was nothing between them-- no cloth or plastic or dishonesty, and when Nikki lifted a fearful face, Betty kissed her daughter's eyes, then, her cheeks, and lastly her tremulous young mouth.It was a different kiss-- love and passion mixed, a darting. Davis laughed and headed to the front of the room, with his long pole waving back and forth. He sat down and tilted the seat somewhat sideways and then looked up. The tempting vixen had stripped naked and placed her top on the floor so that she could knee on it. She was quickly pinching her nipples, wanting to appear desirable to the man whose COCK she was about to consume. "Let's see . . . where was I?" she asked rhetorically with a sly smirk on her face. "Oh yes . . . I had my mouth open and. "I want to go over the wrecking schedule with you," he said.My plan was to have our whole crew available on the day after Thanksgiving. The seven of us plus the two new college students would be able to make a good start if solid plans were in place. I wanted to put Charles in charge of the project but first I had to clear it with Jimmy. Then Charles and I could put the schedule together and fix responsibility. Mr. Waite sounded perturbed when I told him I did not have the schedule on paper.