Robbie rapped the table, and we all looked at her. "Thirty seconds," she whispered. We all nodded."Finally, our third finalist. Can we get another big... hand for the cast of Zoe's Song." We stood and waved. "Zoe's Song was directed by Robbie Tate and written by Tony Sims from a story idea by Michelle Temple." Since our table was just for the cast, Mikee was sitting with her parents. I was watching her as Eddington made his announcement, and she turned pink. I nodded to her dad, and he stood,. It had been a long time since I had been so aroused. I knew I wasn't going to last much longer. I felt the urge to shove my cock deep into her mouth, but I withheld. I didn't want this to be a bad experience. Her soft hand cupped and gently squeezed my balls. That pushed me to the point of no return. “Baby, Daddy is about to cum. You may want to move,” I said breathlessly. She slipped my cock out of her mouth but her hand moved into its place and stroked me. She looked up at me and smiled as. She had matured into an angelic vision that took my breath away; from her long blondish hair that she was wearing in a pony tail, to her fair, perfect complexion, her knock dead body, she had the complete package. I stood there with my mouth agape, sharing at her until she slowly turned and saw me and then she made a mad dash to my waiting arms. “Gramps,” she yelled as she jumped into my big hug and a kiss. “I’m so glad to see you. I didn’t see you down at the pier like Mom told me you’d be.. Maybe… The farm was only five miles away, they parked next to the barn. John told the farmer he was there so he wouldn’t wonder who’s car was on his lot. The farm was over 80 acres, it was a 10 minute walk down along a cow trail to a patch of about 100 or so pine trees next to a small brook that ran thru the backside of the property into the Quinebaug river.Elaine wore a white pullover top, a plaid skirt, that went just below the knees, and white sneakers. As they walked John kept catching.