We hugged for several minutes before I had to finish getting dinner ready. Mom would know something was up when she saw dinner ready, but we needed th...e time tonight for talking--or for her screaming at me--or whatever.“Problem?” Mom asked when she noticed dinner was ready.“We need to talk tonight,” I sighed.“It has nothing to do with police, pregnancy, property damage, or pissed off neighbors,” I added when she looked worried.“That doesn’t leave much,” she teased.We were halfway through dinner. The reason was to watch her play with her feet as she cooked. I had a thing for her and her amazing feet. I know, its interesting, but my wife had a thing for James. He never had a problem giving her hugs and getting up close to her big boobs. So I figured I get to enjoy the view of Sam. I also believe she knew about my feet thing, as Sam was playing with her feet, and then turn back to me. This went on for the time she cooked the meat. I barely saw my wife as she was chasing the k**s about.. Her seduction was assured. The plan was working perfectly and with no possibility of flaws.Janet watched the lights of the city grow smaller as they drove up Mulholland Drive. Her senses were still fogged. Each impression that she received through her eyes was a singular, momentary one, giving her time to analyze each light, each sense. She felt as if she had been smoking Acapulco Gold, an exceptionally strong Marijuana that she and Greg had tried once at a wild party. The drug had scared her. You'd see everything I've got." Try it on Lori, let's see."She slipped the sweater on and did a little "model-twirl" to let me see."Lori, you are hot, hot, hot."She went over to her mirror and said, "Yeah, pretty hot. But my nipples show right through." Oh give him a thrill. You need to loosen up a little and give guys a little peek. The world needs a little more skin from beauties like my little sister. And parts of you aren't so little. What's your bra size? I already know in mouthfuls.".