I need him to drive the car back from the train station when we go on our weekend trip today." Wait there, Mommy, I know just how to wake him up." I c...ould hear the words but was doing my best to ignore them and drift off back to sleep. My earlier exertions had worn me out. I was sure that I heard some noises from the bathroom before the brat spoke again, her voice getting nearer as she did so."This'll do it." Er... Stacy, honey, I don't think that is such a good idea..."SLAP! A soaking wet. Then I was laid on the floor, and I was penetrated again. I tried so hard to put into practice what I had learnt. I lifted him from below, straining my abdomen, I pushed hard on to him, easier now as the stretching was becoming effective, and I tried to grip him inside by contracting, but this was the part I was having least success with. He encouraged me, telling me I needed to massage his cock, which made it a bit clinical, but his encouragement was having an effect. When he withdrew, I was. So he followed me and wants to spend the whole day with me. I could not say anything and immediately made up a story and told him that I was going to meet some relatives in Nagpur and that he cannot come with me. He then started telling me about his plan for that day. He actually wanted to apologize to me and treat me with drinks etc in Nagpur.We reached Nagpur and I asked him to help me buy my books and then we will have lunch after that. He agreed and we got down from the bus. We bought. Robert was feeling cranky that afternoon and chose that moment to cry. Mike looked over at Karen and asked, “Is it okay if I pick him up?”A brief flash of concern flickered over Karen’s face, but it disappeared as fast as it came.She smiled and said, “Go ahead.”Mike strode over to Robert and picked him up with ease. Lifting the little boy over his head, he asked, “Did you miss me, little fellow?”Robert answered, “Dada.”Smiling at the new word, Karen said, “He’s been cranky all day. I’d say he.