Their heads were outside the blanket. They were lip kissing and the boy was kissing her at her neck and shoulder. I was totally shocked. This went for... some time then I saw the boy saying something to his mother in her ear and she was constantly refusing it by moving her head like no no. Then they kissed again and the boy lifted his back and then was adjusting it with his mother. Then the movement again started but this time only at the bottom position of their body. Anyone can say what was. ”“Hey Billy ... You’re cool. I hope Gramps lets you build it. I like you already.”“Thanks Cassidy. What grade you in, I’d bet that you are a cheerleader aren’t you?” I knew a short, pleated cheerleader skirt when I see one.“I sure am, You’re very observant ... I bet you know a lot about girls don’t you, Billy?”“Lets go eat Cassidy ... We’ve got a job we need to measure for.”“OK, but I’ll still want to know the answers to all the questions I have about you and what all you know about. Out came my camera and Ang started telling me to strip for her while she took pictures. I started stripping and by the time I got to my underwear my dick was rock hard and could clearly be seen by Ang. She got really close and told me to slowly pull off my underwear. Ang kept taking pictures rapidly as my dick sprang free of the waistband slapping against my stomach. Once I was nude Ang told me to pose all around the house, taking pictures of me in all types of poses. Ang then told me to go. “He’s gone, Momma,” Bena whispered in a quavering voice. The younger girl’s voice sounded so loud against the death-drenched silence. Even at this distance, Bremer could see the tears pouring down the young girl’s face. Those tears streamed down Bena’s cheeks, punctuating the all-consuming, gruesome pall of death which lay heavy on the smithy’s forge. The tears sparkled as they fell, the glint and shine of them painting a stark counterpoint to the duller luster of the blood that soaked the very.