"See? That's gonna work good." I hope so!" she dipped a finger into it and licked it clean. "What do I gotta do, ummm ... I'll just sorta ... bend ove...r?" Yeah," I shrugged, having no real idea how to do this, but it couldn't be too hard to figure out. "On the table?" Oh yeah!" Lisa laughed. "On Mom's table! This is so awesome!" It is?" Yeah," Lisa sighed. "She's so crazy about her kitchen." Huh," I shrugged and looked around. It was about the cleanest, neatest kitchen I'd ever seen that wasn't. “Davey get me one?”“No you don’t, not for a few years for you!” “Mom!”Not old enough to drink but old enough to…. I laughed to myself.”Why did you call him Davey, you never do Mary?”“Don’t know Mom, just sounded good.”“Well kinda strange, Anyway, your Dad and I are going over to our friends for a few hours”“You guys want to come?” “No, we will just hang out for a few hours.”“We have to shower.”My eyes met Mary’s, talk about a look. We watched the car leave and waited for a few minutesto. I mailed to each hotel I’d be staying at, four pair of socks, a tee shirt and running shorts. I sent my extra running shoes to a few along the way so I’d have a fresh pair every week. I figured my feet were going to be my main concern if I ever expected to finish. ‘Steve, are you nuts or just drunk?’ my dad asked me the day before I left. ‘No, but I kind of wish I was right about now,’ was my reply. ‘I’ve got at least fifty to sixty sponsors which puts me over fifty thousand dollars at a. You have a right to supoena the tape if you think I act inappropriatly." Johnson picked up her bikini top and kneeled beside her dangling breasts. He stared at her tits as he worked his finger around the material of her top. "Initial inspection of terrorist's bikini top reveal no hidden devices," he stated for the camera."Oh please, that's enough," groaned Kim rejecting to being called a terrorist. She was about to ask for her top back when he tossed it across the room."My appologies, Mrs.