They exited the car and headed for the house. Jose was on the couch watching Letterman. Jack and Linda joined him, and the beer flowed again. Jack was... having a hard time staying awake. Before midnight, he had fallen asleep on the couch, leaning on Lindas slender shoulder as he slumbered peacefully. Jose and Linda shared an amused look regarding their besotted new friend. Finally, Linda roused Jackson and showed him to his bedroom. He collapsed with little ceremony and promptly fell back asleep.. Joe's cock got rock hard. He was thinking about what she must have been doing while she was surfing the web. Joe was thinking about how her panties must have been down around her ankles every night while she was house sitting.He could envision her pussy juices running down between her butt cheeks and that only made him harder, he ended up blowing a big load of cum all over her laptop. He wasn't going to clean it up at first, he was going to give it back to her with cum stains all over it, but. They were black bikinis. I picked them up and saw that the crotch was very crusty. There were several pubes as well. As I put them to my nose, the scent was the strongest I'd ever smelled from her. It was a little different from usual, but still definitely a very strong pussy smell. I took a big whiff and stuck them in my pocket. I had to have that smell. They were the first panties I had ever stolen. After I left her house, I immediately went to my bathroom and pulled the panties back out. I. . It looks like it's the bus from Folden we saw before."Before Cranston could respond, the bright orange flash from Red's ship lifting off the Fletcher gleamed momentarily in the distance.The two of them looked."Whoa, what the heck was that?" said Cranston.Smitty punched some buttons in front of him to try and get an ID on the ship. After a second he answered Cranston's question. "That was Red's Little B." The Rascal?" Cranston was more confused than ever. "If that's the Rascal, then who's.