. Dad, Mom, Grace and I ... loaded up in the wagon ... headed west to Abbot ... right on Grand and several miles later we were one family among the ma...ny parking at the Il Forno. There was a line at the door. Daddy took us to the back ... to the kitchen ... where we were greeted with open arms, cheek bussing and much Italian. Daddy was known. We were seated at the kitchen booth ... and stuffed. Grace and mom had no anchovies. Daddy and I had the The House Special featuring salty little fish .... " Dave pushed the video cartridge into the player and turned on the monitor. Carla stood in stunned silence, occasionally shooting alternately threatening and pleading glances at the people around her, especially her brother; then sank slowly to sit on the bleacher as the video showed her putting Buster back into his run and walking naked back to the house."Wait," Fran almost shouted when Dave reached for the stop button, "there's more." How could there be more Carla wondered, I came back to. Nadhi had put her hand on Dad’s left forearm at some point in the last paragraph, and almost certainly in the middle of that paragraph.]When Mrs. Nadhi turned toward the house, Heather calmly brought her hand palming my phone inside the truck and slipped it between the seat and the door to me. I took it, looked down at the face, turned off the recording, and closed the voice recorder.“When Dad returned to the truck, I said, “Hey, are you trying to get another girlfriend?”Dad turned and looked. I felt her lips begin to kiss my cock through my pantyhose. Suddenly, she grabbed my cock, adjusted my hose around it, and stuck it all in her mouth. She was sucking my cock through my pantyhose right on the bike path of the park. “Kym, I'm going to come!” She just continued to suck as I came in her mouth and she drank my nylon filtered juice with such enthusiasm. She stood up again grabbed my hand and lead me to a picnic table. She sat on the table and had me sit on the bench. She.