Mom wasn’t going to make her be a pillow for Dad.I hit I-69 south and had to deal with traffic around Indianapolis. Then it was flat out on I-70 wes...t. Because I was in a different timeline, it didn’t feel flat out to V1. In my other life, I’d have pushed the speed up close to eighty and locked in the cruise control. The speed limit on Indiana and Illinois freeways was 70. I locked the cruise at 69 and held it there. No way was I going to risk having to do community service somewhere in a county. It's just around the corner." Excellent!" says Jack. Chrissy opens the door, offers a big OS chair for Jack to sit. Chrissy asks what Jack would like to drink. "Bear Fight!"“What is a Bear Fight?”"Irish car bomb chased with Jagerbomb." Guess we will also need beers since those first two are shots." Chrissy, not scared of alcohol, makes the drinks. Jack is surprised she had all the ingredients. Both slam both bombs. Chrissy then picks up her beer, moves over to, and sits on Jack's lap. . In the cab, she took my hand and placed it over her naked pussy and whispered in my ears, “Rub it.” Even though it was what I wanted earlier, looking at her condition, I didn’t know how she will react if I do it. With the presence of the cab driver who was constantly looking suspiciously at us through the rearview mirror, it was a bit risky.But she said that if I didn’t do it, she will strip in the cab.I was afraid. My girlfriend was drunk and she may do anything. So I started rubbing her. Mind you I wasn’t doing too badly myself, and one of the costumes I’d chosen, a Turquoise, light, summer outfit with a very low cleavage, brought gasps of delight …and even a low wolf whistle…from both of them.Then the show was over and Jeremy and Francine were off to their gathering, promising to get back as soon as they could, leaving a very happy Meredith and I to look after Jamie. Once again, the c***d was no problem at all, giving Meredith and I plenty of time to sit and compare notes.