“Peg, what’s going on?”“You’re leaving.”“Not for good! Jeez, I just want to go see my Dad, and get my truck. My clothes ... you know?”...“Okay.”“Okay,” I repeated. “Okay – what? Okay, you understand? Is that what you mean, or ... what do you... ?”“Yeah. Yeah, I understand.” But she said it in a sullen tone that suggested anything but understanding.I was losing patience. Oh, I knew damned well that getting hyper myself was not a smart thing to do. Her reaction was all out of proportion.. "Aunt Bev took Mom's old room, and I took over Hope's I envied her Canopybed. So Priscilla moved into My old room, and with my help we got all myboy junk into the garage and her stuff out of her car. While Aunt Bevwent next door and brought over a few of her own things.I was finishing putting away my new clothes when Aunt Bev came in withthe bag from the 'toy store'."Darla, I know your growing up and curious. And I don't want you to feelself-conscious about anything. I bought you these things. At Victoria, she stopped in a Boot's and bought a box of condoms.The EuroStar delivered her at the Gare de l'Est more or less on time. Rather than manage a carry-on and briefcase through the Metro, Helen took another cab to the Quai Voltaire, opposite the Louvre at the end of the Pont du Carrousel.René was waiting in the cramped front room when she came up the steps. He kissed her, took her suitcase and led her to the elevator. In a moment, they were in a front room on the second floor,. She was not bad, I mean a naked woman right in front of me. Her tits were very nice, her tummy had a bulge but good, and her wide hips with a dark bush landing strip. Then she turned to show me her ass and bent over. My cock went to full hard on and was making a huge tent in my slacks that was impossible to hide. I was not sure what to do. "Oh no, look what I did. You should let me help you with that Jack." Debbie said as she knelt down before me and unzipped my pants releasing my throbbing.