Michelle was standing outside, helplessly watching the departing car. "Hurry, Cindy," she implored, "please catch them!" Tom—can you follow—oh, no...! No keys!" Cynthia exclaimed, crestfallen."Not a problem," Tom shouted, "Let's go!" and he raced off toward his car. She followed. When he got there, he quickly pulled a little box out from under his bumper. "Backup set. Be prepared!"They jumped into the car and took off, a little more than a minute behind Roger."How do we know where they're going?". I couldnt get comfortable on the sofa so kept rearranging myself, I had finally found a comfy position to sit in and reached forward to grab my tea, unfortunately my top decided to lower itself a little too far when I did so, revealing boobs. I was mortified. I never wore a bra, afterall I was 16 and my tits were great, but I did not want to be showing them off to some 70 year old man, especially not my neighbor! Hopefully he hadnt noticed, I glanced up to take a look. "Sorry about that!" I. ”“I am not a child, mother ... I am fifteen!”“Well, I guess I’ve been told, haven’t I?”“Donald,” John said. “Kinder words get kinder responses.”“Sorry Mom, I’m just trying to do the best I can as the man of the house.”Opening the door from the four-car garage to the house, Kathleen said, “Please bring in the presents boys and put them under the tree.”She went back to get Emma, who was still sleeping.“I’ll bet that Emma really loves Christmas time, doesn’t she?” John said.“She’s been growing. When we finished the form, I had not found my center. I didn't care. I didn't ask the ladies if they'd found theirs.Grace eyed the bulge in my sweat shorts, gave me a grin and said, "Mary, I think our boy needs some attention. DNA can't be discounted, not with the obvious task before us, so it's up to you to provide the attention he so obviously needs." I drew the short straw, huh?" Mary said.Grace giggled. "So to speak."Argh!Grace looked at the lightening sky. "It's a nice day, not too hot,.