Both were still fully dressed. Dr. Fitzgerald was seated in a chair at the desk in front of a computer that had her presentation going on it.“I real...ly love what you did with her slides!” said Crissy. “I know what they’re like when she does them.”“Hey!” protested Dr. Fitzgerald.Crissy stood behind Dr. Fitzgerald, running her hands through the professor’s hair. “You’re still the most inspiring Egyptologist in the world. I love how you explain everything so it makes sense and I can understand. Then Kelly decided to take pity on me for not fulfilling my fantasy earlier in the afternoon. Or maybe she was just happy to be away from the kids for a few days. It turned out that she had purchased a couple of new nighties and wanted to try them out without worrying about being interrupted by our offspring.Kelly’s nightgown that first night was sheer, lacy, and white, and you could see her jewelry through it. It was so interesting, in fact, that Saturday morning we were seriously delayed. She couldn't believe he was this big, since Tim's was at most 5 inches long. Randy saw her look of amazement and asked her why she was so surprised. "Isn't dad's around this size" he said.She replied by saying "your father has a puny little 5 inch little boy's dick."He laughed saying "you mean dad isn't the tool man." He is more of a tool boy, than a tool man." she responded Then she reached over and pulled Randy towards her. "I have to get that huge thing inside of me."Randy then guided. You and I, and Abby, we’re going everywhere.”Harry“The question isn’t whether I should get a drink – I should.”“Agreed, Harry,” Margo said.“The question is how many drinks I should have.”“At least one,” Carol said, from behind them.“Probably two,” Margo replied.“I’d go for at least four,” Dommi said, sitting next to Carol.“Never knew you didn’t like flying,” Carol said.“Never asked.”“So, fear of flying,” Margo said.“Fear of falling out of the sky and dying in a pile of burning wreckage.”Carol.