"My mom's going to be home soon," I said, looking at my old self,"What are we going to say?" We can't say anything," Mrs Harris stated firmly. "Allen ...s workingaway all week, so that buys us some time. You take the book to myhouse, and wait in the front room, as soon as your mom comes back I'llsay I've asked you to come and help me assemble some furniture orsomething, I'm sure I can pretend to be you until we get this messsorted out."Reluctantly I agreed, lifting the book, which now seemed a. Pulling down your zipper, I slide my hands down over your sex to find you quite soaked and hot, turning me on even more, and causing me to buck up at your mouth slightly. My fingers enter you easily as you accept my thrust into your loving mouth, but then you pull your head away, moving your body up a bit to rub your breasts on my cock, giving me further access to your dripping cunt. Slick with your secretions my fingers slide over your clit easily, and you squeeze your covered tits against my. She enjoyed her stint in the Navy and would not have done anything differently if she could go back and do so. It helped shape her and show her more about herself than she'd known before she enlisted. Now she had a new goal, one that would shock her father and mother (had she still been alive).One of the things she'd learned about herself is that she was one who lived to serve others; their happiness was hers. She'd do just about anything if it would make someone she was with happy; in fact, it. If he got out of this one he'd get a vasectomy, for sure. And if he didn't... if she really was pregnant... he'd likely go to jail. God, she was only a thirteen-year-old girl. She must be mistaken.It was now almost another month since Leena had given him her news. And, except for the two times Lucinda had stayed home from church and once with Sherry, Bob had been unusually inactive, sexually. Now, as he sat in the classroom, his testicles had that heavy, bloated feeling and even though he was.