“Look how hard my nipples are.”I looked and indeed they were hard. I leaned over, and took one nipple in my mouth and ran my tongue around it, whi...le running my hand over your tummy, and down to the edge of your panties. I recognized their feel.“Mmm, the lacy black panties that I love. I love seeing the wet spot in them when I make you wet just by talking to you,” I said.“Well, you might not see it now,” you replied. “They are all soaking wet. There is no spot.”“Mmm, I want to do for you what. Strangle there isn’t anyone on this floor just as there wasn’t on the previous. At the very least he doesn’t have to worry about collateral damage.Once he is finished, he finds a spot at the end of the hall and waits. He waits for his partner to come bursting through the door of the stairwell. And he waits and he waits. When it doesn’t happen, he starts to worry. When he hears the voice behind him, he knows that something is definitely wrong.“Don’t worry little human,” the voice says. “At least. But it's not like I remember it!" I guess that's true. Well, maybe you'll get hungry and she'll let you do it again!"More laughter from the boys.​"Very funny, Stan," Manny said."Hey Kid, you never know. As a matter of fact, why don't you just sneak in there sometime when she's asleep. You know Gloria sleeps naked, right?" She does?" Manny asked, scarcely believing his stepfather would speak so openly with him about such things."Yep. She's such a sound sleeper, she probably wouldn't even know.". How was I gonna get off now? It had been a long time since I'd had to beat off – alone.Fine. I zipped up and squirmed over to the driver's seat. I looked at her in the rear-view. Now she was looking plain angry. Not Samantha-Teagarten-angry. Just mad-dog-angry. Like she wanted to chew on my skeleton (I would have said "chew on my bones" but you might have thought I meant 'Mr.- Meat-type-bone' – HAHA). But even as I watched, she changed. Her eyes got a little softer, and she still looked real.