“I think our Tommy is a weight lifter or something. While he was waiting for the pool he began flexing and posturing like those guys on TV. He’s... really built and knows how to ‘strut his stuff’,” she added. “It was very distracting while I was trying to read.”“I bet he turns you on, huh?” I said as I thought, "Did she just say 'our Tommy'?"“Nah, from what I’ve read those guys usually end up with small dicks from the steroids and supplements that they use. You know I like a meaty pole, like. What do I have to do?" Make a plane reservation. Take a bus to the airport. Wait! What am I saying? Let me drive you. I think Delta will fly you to South Bend through Atlanta. I'll help you set up the reservation. Is there anyone who can meet you in Indiana?" No one... Mark, that's not what I meant. What do I have to do for this?" Huh? The money? Nothing. Just keep it. It's a gift." Mark, I really want to get back to South Bend. I'll figure out how to pay you for this later." Kara suddenly got. “Hi Nathan, I’m Jessica Dubois. May I speak to you for a bit?” A pleasant voice that was asking permission, not demanding, did help smooth my ruffled feathers.“Why?”“I thought you might prefer to read up on the status of your father in a more comfortable location. All of the information that we have on him is in here.” She offered up a new, thin leather briefcase.That got to me. I had been trying to get any information on dad from those bastards since they took him away. “Yeah, let’s go. " "It's easy when I have someone as gorgeous as you to work with," Carol replied as she gave Marcia another kiss on the lips. Marcia reached over and slowly began to unbutton her mother's blouse. "Now Mom, can I do the same to you. I've never done this before so you may have to help me." Carol slowly took her daughter's hand and placed it on her bare breasts. "Just go slow sweetheart, and do to me the things you would like to have done to yourself. You can start by giving me a slow French.