Wanna come over tomorrow afternoon? my parents will be working all day and my sister is in New York for the weekend.”“sounds like a plan. I’ll ...be there 2ish.”“k cya then ;)”“cya :)” I had to do a victory lap. This was the second greatest day in my life. In the midst of my celebration, my dad walked in.“What the hell are you doing son?” he said.“Uhh, I just remembered my password for computer. I forgot for so long, so I was celebrating.” I mustered, half-smiling.“Why don’t you get off your. Posthumously.They sat and visited while the burgers and fries were cooking. His wife had passed away 2 years ago, and he had wrapped himself in this drive-in/ cafe. He loved having the k**s around town stop in and talk when he had the chance, and the parents knew he didn't put up with any monkey-business. The gang bangers were shooed away, and if they raised a fuss, the police knew him to be one of the best people to be friends with, and would be there in an instant, if they ere needed. As well. I laid down on my tummy and my husband started to massage my shoulders and neck using bio oil. He moved down my back massaging and relaxing me. Reaching my ass he massage my bum cheeks as well as spreading them and oiling up my ass hole and massaging it as well. He then made his way down my thighs massaging all the way down my legs to my feet and then made his way back up to my bum. He spread my bum cheeks again and then started massaging my bum hole in a circular motion. He middle finger. I want you to be gentle. If you fondle a boy, be careful of their testicles. If you squeeze them too much, you can injury the boy. For the girls, again, be gentle. You can touch their breasts or vulva, but don’t stick your finger in either their vagina or rectum. Do you understand?”All three kids said they understood. Since they were done, they got up and headed toward school.“It should be an interesting day for them at school,” said Kevin, as he finished his coffee.“Yes, it should. I don’t.