As for George, what mom said about him being a true friend had a ring of truth about it, so I wasn’t too mad at him for it. “Thanks Mom” I stutt...ered out.Mom smiled at me, “Now get your stuff Jackie and take it to your room, I think you need to change for mom”I didn’t know how to answer that, I mean it was all fine and dandy that I could dress up in the freedom of the house, but to be in front of my mom that was different. “Jackie you may as well get use to, like I said this summer the boy is. Daddy just left. He'll be home in about an hour. Rebecca was here for a couple of hours to check on Brian and review his charts."Nope."He's still out. Rebecca isn't crazy about the evening shift here, so she made me and daddy swear we wouldn't leave Brian alone. Daddy gave her one of his looks and she laughed at him! Truly. Someone laughed at daddy and didn't get killed. It's amazing. Of course he loves Rebecca almost as much as he does me, so she can get away with things no one else can."Huh?. I tell her to command me whatever she wants I'll do. She thinks she's taken control and pins me down. Forcing her wet lips on my face as she manipulates my erect and throbbing cock with her hands teasing and rubbing. I remember she told me how she loved to rub her tight little hole as she is pleasured by a man so I you my long tongue to lick her clit and probe her wet sopping pussy then make my way to her sweet tight little ass. She lets out a great moan as she shutter and almost loose control. . but getting the stockings onto her trussed-up form … HOW to do that!?“Gemma – come over here ,,, as I hold each of her legs out – you roll a stocking onto it – OK!?”So I untied each leg in turn, and, applying hugely excessive pressure with both thumbs to the nerve point near her groin, she had no option but to straighten her released leg, in an attempt to relieve the agony I was inflicting, but for sufficient time for Gemma to quickly thread a stocking over her foot and up.Re-tying each leg.