Two could play this game.Stewart started and stopped his next thought a couple of times before he smiled.“I was certain you’d go for that,” he f...inally said and then got serious. “We’ve suspected that something like you brought us has been going on, but we haven’t looked at it very hard.”“That was until it was Springbok and the upstart, Southwest Central State,” Dad said. “I would bet that you’ve gotten calls from the big schools complaining about what they think are underhanded recruiting. You two are in the habit of sleeping together, aren’t you? You knew? Of course I knew, but I don’t think your mother did. He kept fingering my pussy and then said how about one of those lovely blowjobs for your old man?Well, there was not anything for me to do or say, like denying it, if he knew Sunny and I slept together he probably knew the rest as well. I knelt down, and pulled his hard cock into my mouth. He started talking real low, but I could hear him really well. Yeah, I almost walked. ”“No, Mrs. Fletcher we saw your note so we just came in,” Scott replies.“Boys, you know I am a married woman?”Scott says, “Yes, we see your husband in the yard too without his clothes on but he is not pretty like you are Mrs. Fletcher.”“Thank you Scott - it is Scott isn’t it? Now fellows, my husband said he remembers what it was like at your age and having so much tension between his legs. I assume you have the same problem?” They look at each other and nod. “Well, let’s get to the point. In a few minutes I sat down with Yann, Jean, Michel, Rachelle and Robertat the table. Berthe and Henriette sat with us too and, as Cecile placedour supper on the table before us, we said grace. We were veryfortunate.Henriette crossed herself after the grace. Being Catholic, she did notshare our Huguenot beliefs but she had no problems about sharing themeal with us.We chatted easily about the events of the day, but eventually I couldsee that Yann had something on his mind, something of a more.