She’s my Mum and in years to come I want us to be best friends, I’m not a child anymore, I don’t need anyone telling me what to do or parenting ...me but it would be handy to have a friend like Mum with the experience she has helping me through life and sharing her experiences.’I could feel tears of pride swell to my eyes as Carly spoke. What a wonderful young lady we had raised. I already knew this was all a mistake, my voluntary submission to Tahlia and everything that happened since. David’s. "Where's Meagan?" Peter asked."Poor thing," Debbie replied. "She must not have slept well in the floor. She's curled up in my office chair; out like a light." Don't we need her to pose?" Well, maybe not immediately. If we start with the one where she's mostly behind the shower curtain. we can probably rig the curtain to sit close to where it will be as she pulls it open. I'll have you and the completed painting to work from. You're still hard. I can certainly get most of my sketching done, and. I . . ." Sit up straight, sweetheart. And legs together."Andy obeyed."That's good. So . . . was this some kind of a bet? Did someone at schooldare you to do this?" No, Grandma. I told you, it just sort of happened." I see," she said thoughtfully, touching a forefinger to her chin. "Itjust sort of happened." Yes, Grandma." Well . . . I don't believe you," she announced, peering down at him.Andy felt a sinking sensation in his stomach, as if he was about to get areally bad case of diarrhea."But. I couldn’t wait to get my dick wet, I glanced over at Armand and Sassy, She was sitting up watching Sasha and me, Armand had passed out from too much to drink, She looked beautiful, as I said she is a natural red head, her tits were hand size with quarter size pink nipples, she still had on silky blue panties with a very visible wet spot in the crotch, when she saw me look at her and Armand she puckered up her little lip and said no fair, I smiled and said to Sasha poor Sassy is all alone, she.