I Feel Lucky by cmsix

Chapter 15

There was a full welcome home bunch when we got to the house. Mom, Shelia, Shelly and Judith were out the door to greet us almost as soon as we left the limo. They mobbed us, showering us with kisses and all wanting hugs.

I was beginning to feel sorry for the driver about all the luggage he was carrying. I had two different sets and he'd have his work cut out for him at this stop. Even the limo's big trunk was crowded with our bags.

Mom was the first to notice the new things I had and she was quick to ask about it. I tried to get by with just telling her that I did a little shopping the afternoon before I left.

"I hope your father sent someone with you then, I hate to think what we'll find after opening this luggage if you did it by yourself," she said.

"Gail went with me and I'm sure that it will all be fine. Kathleen and Francis both checked it out in Dallas and they said it was nice," I told her, a little defensively.

"Well, she did a great job with the luggage, it is really nice," Judith said.

"I picked that out myself," I said, proud that I'd been able to get something right in the shopping department.

Mom seemed satisfied and we went in the house. I did carry two bags while I was on my way anyway, to help the driver out. I was happy again when I got inside because I could smell food.

"I guess neither of you are hungry," Mom said.

"I don't know about Jimmy but I'm starving, " Dad said, and I knew that I didn't have to say anything.

We went to the table and there was food on it soon enough. During the meal they made us tell them all about the trip. There was a lot that I couldn't mention, especially at the table, so I stretched the part about Reunion Tower as far as I could and then told them that I mostly just watched TV in my room when Dad didn't need any help with the negotiations.

They laughed at the same old joke and was I glad. My trip couldn't stand up to too many questions. I guess I could have told them that Kathleen and I stayed in bed fucking most of the time but I damned sure didn't want to. I'm pretty sure that Mom had a big hint about what I'd been up, or down to, while I was stuck in Dallas with Kathleen.

"You have a lot of homework from school, Jimmy. The girls have been picking it up every day and its stack has grown. The good news is that Judith moved in completely and she says that she might be persuaded to give you a discount on tutoring, if you talk sweet enough," Mom said, teasing about the discount, I'm sure.

"You've moved in with us, Judith? That's great," I said, and leaned over to kiss her, even though we were both eating.

"Yes, I'm right down the hall now instead of across town," she said, when we broke our kiss.

"I'm glad to be home but it's going to be a bummer in the morning, going back to school," I said.

"No school tomorrow, there's a teachers meeting," Shelly told me.

"Yes!"

"Don't look so happy, you'll be working on your homework tomorrow mister. I don't want to end up hearing you moan about how much you have when Sunday afternoon rolls around," Mom said, trying to sound stern.

"It'll still be better than going to school."

"You should have seen the long faces on Sharon and Karen Tuesday morning. When we told them that you'd gone out of town and wouldn't be back all week, they were crushed," Shelia said.

"I hate it for them but they did it themselves," I said.

"How long are you going to hold a grudge, Jimmy. I think that they've suffered enough; you should call them tonight and see if you can get a date with one tomorrow night and the other one Saturday night," Judith said.

I almost choked on my food when she said that. I'd been worried that having Judith living with us would put a kink in me seeing other girls or women and it seemed Mom had been exactly right about her attitude. She was already suggesting that I call both Karen and Sharon and there wasn't even a hint of jealousy. I think I managed to keep the surprise off my face but I'm not sure. I do know that I was turned, looking right at her when she said it and I'm sure that she was sincere.

"I might be a little tired from my trip for this weekend, I think I'll just stay home and see if I can't find someone around here to spend some time with me," I said, taking hold of Judith's hand and giving it a squeeze.

"I'm sure that somebody can put up with you if Kathleen has you worn down to a nub," Judith shot back.

I could tell at once that she was just teasing me; she didn't seem mad at all. I did blush though and when she, Mom, Shelly and Shelia burst out laughing I blushed even harder. Judith gave my hand a squeeze then, I guess to let me know that she wasn't trying to be mean.

After the meal was over I got the biggest shock of the night. Judith took my hand again as she stood and she pulled me up with her.

"If it's all right, I think I should take stud muffin here up to his room and see if Kathleen has left me anything to work with," she said.

Mom grinned at me and Shelly and Shelia giggled, Dad looked just as surprised as I know that I must have. Getting no dissent, Judith led me away to my fate.

Everything was great when we got into my bedroom. Judith pulled me into a searing kiss as she pressed her luscious body up against mine. My dick was hard in seconds and it was only a couple more before I had both hands full of her fine ass. She ground herself against me and then started trying to get my shirt unbuttoned while we were still kissing.

"Did you miss me," I asked, breaking the kiss.

"I'm so horny I could honk. I've been that way since you got out of the car. I missed you so bad while you were away," she said.

"I missed you too," I said.

"I'll just bet you were pining away for me while you were pumping away on Kathleen," she said, but she didn't sound mad about it.

I knew better than to prolong any talk about Kathleen and so I didn't say a word; but Judith wasn't shy about the subject.

"Well, did she teach you any tricks," she asked. "What's the matter, cat got your tongue? I know; it was the pussy that got your tongue."

"Your pussy is about to get my tongue," I said.

"I want some dick first, you can make up to me with some serious licking later, but I want a good fucking; right now," she said.

Who was I to argue? We got naked and hit the mattress, with Judith on her back. No matter what she said she wanted; I had to give her a few licks first to make sure that she tasted the same but she didn't put up with much of that. When I did move over her to mount, I took hold of her hands and pressed them back to the bed, holding her down again and searching by feel with my dickhead for her slit.

She moaned and shivered a little when I held her hands back and she growled in frustration a few times as my dick missed the target first off to one side and then the other. When I finally hit home and slid in she was hot and slippery and I was able to push it all the way up her with the first stroke. She was still tight though, very tight.

"Oh God, did your dick grow while you were out there? It feels so big in me," she said.

"It's been aching for you since I left," I said, as I pumped into her even harder.

She groaned when I hit bottom this time and the talking was apparently over as she wrapped her legs around my waist and started fucking back up at me in earnest. We went at it hard and heavy but somehow I was able to maintain control, even through her first screaming come. I couldn't get past her second one though because she threw her hips into overdrive and fucked me senseless.

I collapsed onto her after it was over and it took me a few seconds to get the strength to roll off to the side. She rolled over half onto me and put her leg over mine when she had a little breath back.

"I have a confession to make, Jimmy," she said.

"Confession?"

"Yes, I'm dying to watch you fuck someone else, Karen or Sharon or Kathleen or anybody; are you sure you don't want to call one of them to go out tomorrow?" she asked.

"Well, I think that Sharon and Karen need a little more time to simmer and it would be a little mean to call them on such short notice."

"Believe me, they won't mind," she said.

"Maybe not but I'm not going to do it, and since every one of you seem to be in the know about her, Kathleen said she was going to be sore for a few days, but I'm not sure what caused it."

"I know very well what caused it and that's one thing that has me so horny. Your big old dick caused it and I know damned well that it's grown since last week, I just don't know how or why," she said.

"Maybe so but I doubt it, but getting back to what you were wanting, I might be able to arrange for you to watch me with someone," I told her.

"Who, when?" she asked.

"I'm not telling you who, you'll have to wait in the closet and watch to see who."

"You'll really do it then, you'll let me watch you with another girl, while you fuck her?" she asked, and I could tell that she really was excited by just the thought.

"Yes, I've discovered that it doesn't bother me a bit," I said.

"And just how did you discover that?" she asked.

"Because I know damned well that Shelly and Shelia have watched you and me, they're probably out in the hall now. Shelly, Shelia, come on in here," I said, yelling toward the door.

They looked a little sheepish as they walked in but they didn't bother to hide the fact that they were looking us over closely. I thought that it would really surprise Judith but I was the one in for a surprise.

"Well they don't really count, they're your sisters and they've already told me that they watched us last weekend," Judith said.

"Well I wonder if they told you everything then?"

"What everything?" she asked.

"Get naked girls, Judith wants a turn watching and I'm not even going to make her hide in the closet," I told them.

Shelly and Shelia surely hadn't told Judith everything but the light shined for her as soon as they started throwing off clothes. Her mouth dropped open and she stared at their, soon uncovered, assets. Shelly was the first one naked and she was sucking my dick up hard right away. Judith just stared slack-jawed at the action.

Shelia was naked too in only a few more seconds and I motioned her to me. When she got within reach I pulled her and maneuvered her to straddle my face and lower her pussy to my lips. Judith had finally managed to close her mouth but she didn't know which way to look next.

When Shelly had junior sucked up hard she straddled my hips and before she could reach to guide my dick, Judith had hold of it. Shelly lowered herself onto it as Judith aimed.

"God, Judith, you were right, that thing has grown; not a lot but it is bigger than it was," she said.

"You little bastard, you've been fucking your sisters all along haven't you? Judith asked, almost hissing.

"Of course, who wouldn't? They're both beautiful and we're a really close family," I said, taking my mouth off Shelia's pussy and talking up between her legs.

"Jesus, this is even hotter than I imagined it could be," Judith said, still amazed.

"Be quiet and lick, Jimmy, I'm so horny and I'm getting close already since Judith is watching," Shelia said.

"She can do better than watch, help me out here, Judith, twist and tease her nipples," I said.

She hesitated for a few seconds while I went back to licking my sister's pussy. Soon enough she took a nipple with each hand and began to play with them. Shelia moaned and then Shelly began to speed up, moaning too. Shelly's pussy was clasping at my dick now and I knew that she was every bit as close as Shelia.

In another couple of minutes I could feel Shelly and Shelia both tensing up so I sucked hard on Shelia's clitty, whipping it with my tongue, while I pushed up into Shelly pussy, trying to keep in her rhythm. In a few more seconds the rhythm was impossible to follow and as she went off, Shelia's ass moved so fast that I couldn't keep my mouth on her slit.

I was able to keep from coming and I just long dicked Shelly slowly as she sagged down onto me. Shelia fell off to the side panting but she was able to turn around to kiss my lips.

"Oh God, that was so hot; I'd never have believed it even though I knew, from the horseplay in the pool, that you weren't shy about copping plenty of feels off them," Judith said.

Shelly rolled off too now and when she did Judith saw that my dick was still as hard as stone. She was panting for it again but I knew that I had the cure.

"I can't believe that you're still hard," she said.

"I won't be long, hold her down girls," I told Shelly and Shelia.

They popped up, grabbing Judith, pinning her on her back and holding her arms to the mattress like I usually did. I was between her long beautiful legs in a flash, pushing my dick up her until it bumped her cervix and then thanking Shelia for putting me in. Judith just moaned and pumped her hips.

I was already primed but it didn't matter because Judith was on fire from watching. We didn't last five minutes before I was spurting come and she was screaming again. After it was over, all four of us cuddled up as closely together as we could.

"Jimmy, you are full of surprises," Judith said, after she'd caught her breath.

"I am, and you haven't seen all of them yet."

We lay around and fell asleep for a while. When we woke and got out of bed we decided to rinse off in the shower and go to bed for real. After we were dry, Judith looked a little wistful and then kissed me goodnight and headed for her room. I caught up and took her hand.

"Aren't you going to sleep with us?" I asked.

"Can I?" she asked.

"Of course you can, unless Shelly and Shelia have changed a lot during my trip," I told her.

"Well I have my own room but to tell you the truth, I've been sleeping with them every night. I just thought you three might want to be alone together," she said.

"We do," Shelly said, "but we want you to be alone together with us."

Judith's face lit up at that and we all piled into bed. There was plenty of room and I was in hog heaven since there were more titties and pussies than I could play with at once. It was a great place to sleep, that's for sure.

When I woke the next morning I was surrounded of course. Shelia was the closest since she was draped half over me with her leg across mine and her head on my shoulder. I kissed her awake gently and watched as her eyes fluttered open and then she smiled.

"You know Shelia, I didn't get to fuck you last night. Think I can talk you into giving some up this morning?" I asked her.

"I don't know, play with my titties a little and we'll see."

Turns out I was a pretty good talker, or player with titties. I was already in her, balls deep and bumping the bottom, before the other two woke up and they helped me out with her titties while I held onto her buns and pounded us to glory. It was a wonderful way to start the day, especially since we didn't have to go to school.

We took a real shower together this morning and I had a lot of titties and bushes to wash and a lot of hair to shampoo. We had fun but I had to limit how much washing junior could take. We dressed and headed for the kitchen after we were dry.

Mom was there with something cooking and I decided that it was time for Judith to see that I wasn't afraid to give my mommy a real kissing. Walking right up to her, I put my arms around her for a good one. As I slid my tongue into my mother's mouth her arms came around me to hold me closer. Naturally I had to get my hands on her beautiful ass for a close inspection too. When we broke it off we were both a little revved up but I sat at the counter and breakfast was in front of us in no time.

"What's on for today?" Mom asked, as we ate.

"I think someone said something about some homework for me," I said.

"It's probably not as bad as we made it out to be; but it would be better if you get it out of the way. While you're working on it, I think that Judith, the girls and I should take a little shopping trip," Mom said.

"I'd really like to but I have an eleven o'clock class, it's the only one on Fridays though," Judith said.

"Well, then it's just Shelly, Shelia and me for shopping," Mom said, "unless you can meet us after your class."

"I can do that, if you know where you'll be," Judith said.

"I'll just send the driver back to take you to class, then after it's over he can bring you to join us. If we go somewhere else he can always call us to find out where," Mom said.

"Wow, I've never even heard of anyone being brought to class in a limo."

"You'd better try to get used to it, Jack doesn't really like for you to drive yourself, especially since no one's been caught for the unpleasantness at your old apartment complex," Mom said.

"Great, it'll be a little adventure for me," Judith said, and tried to sound totally happy.

I'd seen her face almost cloud up over the apartment complex thing though and it made me understand why Mom had called it an unpleasantness. There was no way it could be disguised that easily but I'm sure that it was easier for Judith to take than if Mom had called it the murder.

"At least she'll be here for a while, in case I need some help with my homework," I said, trying to change the subject.

"Yes, you've been a good boy since you got back and I'll help you if you get stuck on something," she said.

After breakfast Mom, Shelly and Shelia went off to get dressed and I went to my room to start on the homework. As usual, my teachers had given me very specific instructions for what I needed to do. I wondered about that again and decided that Dad must have some hand in it. I knew that when other kids missed school, they didn't get the kind of notes covering what they'd missed that I always did.

I really didn't have so much to do in the way of written work; but there was quite a bit of reading to catch up on. That didn't matter, because I'd always been a fast reader and for some reason I could usually remember most of what I read without much trouble. I plowed on and before I knew it, Judith was telling me goodbye with a hot kiss and heading out the door.

I was caught up, reading and all, by twelve-thirty. Too bad I couldn't skip all the time and just do the assignments at home. I wondered if there was any way in hell I could talk Dad into letting me try home schooling. We had a great teacher, who was ever so helpful, living right in the house now. It was probably out of the question, since he had his heart set on me going to Harvard and becoming a lawyer.

It wasn't like he was pushing me into it against my will. I wanted to be a lawyer myself. I know that a lot of people don't think too highly of lawyers but fuck them. If it would let me keep living like we lived now I was going for it and to hell with the people that didn't think much of lawyers. They could sit around in their double wides and rot for all I cared.

Since I was through and there was no one else here I thought about going down to Dad's office. He hadn't called for me and if I got there without him doing it, I wouldn't be expected to show up in junior lawyer gear.

I passed on that thought though since I thought it would probably be best to give it a day or two for the gossip about the trip to get around. My eyes had been opened a little bit by the shopping trip and the trip to Dallas. I now knew that all the women in the office gossiped about everything that went on and Dad probably should have known all along.

I was sure that everybody knew exactly when he fucked one of the others and how long he kept at it. Even Kathleen and Gail had known and he wasn't fucking either one of them and had never even made the slightest move to. Kathleen told me that.

Yeh, it'd probably be better to let them get it all talked out and who knew, if Kathleen bragged on me a little, my stock around there might go up some. I could always hope it turned out that way. Advertising made the world go around and the best kind was word of mouth. I'd sure done my best to please Kathleen.

I was without anything to do for the moment and it hit me that I hadn't done any shooting in a long time. I decided to go to the indoor range that we usually used and spend a little time with my Glocks. Maybe there would be time for some rifle practice too, although.22s were the only rifles that could be fired inside at this particular range.

I gathered up my stuff, put it into the Vette and I was off. The range was only a few miles from our house, that's why we used it most of the time, even if it didn't have facilities for high-powered rifles. Being so close was handier and if I only wanted to practice with pistols it was perfect.

Friday afternoon was a pretty slow time at the place and I was almost the only one there firing. I asked an instructor, Al, if he had time to give me some pointers and he said he'd be glad to. After showing him my stuff for a few targets, he got me to try some adjustments to my grip and my stance. He also pointed out a false move I was making while drawing the weapon.

"That particular shoulder holster you have is a great one and you don't need to take the time to move your coat tail to get the weapon out. Just slip your hand under the jacket, grab the grip and pull straight down and out," he said.

I tried it slowly a few times and then worked on increasing my speed. It was actually a lot easier his way and the Glock seemed to swing toward the target on it's own. Not only was getting the weapon out faster this way but I was also able to acquire the target much more quickly and easily.

"You probably didn't realize it, but using your left hand to move the coat tail was throwing off your balance in the stance and it was also making you late getting the left hand up to your grip. After a little practice, you'll see that this way is much better," he said.

"Thanks, I can already tell that it is going to be an improvement."

"Do you mind if I fire a clip through your weapon?" he asked.

"Not at all," I said, handing it to him.

The slide was back and locked since I'd emptied the clip while firing. He took the weapon and released the clip as I handed him a full one. He fired only five shots, removed the clip and ejected the cartridge that was chambered.

"I'm not trying to drum up business for Scotty, but you'd be miles ahead if you'd let him work over the trigger mechanism," he said.

"Is something wrong with the trigger?" I asked.

"Nothing is broken but it's a stock trigger, Scotty can tune it for you and it will make a world of difference. Let's go talk to him and he can tell you more about it."

We did, and Scotty told me a lot more about the trigger than I'd known there was to know. I'm sure that I didn't understand half of what he was saying about creep and weight of pull and all that but I could tell that he knew what he was talking about and so I asked him to do one and let me check it out.

He said he'd be glad to and quoted me a price, asking if I could afford it. It was less than a hundred bucks and that really didn't matter so I asked him if there were other things that he could do to it to help my shooting.

He talked about using IMSI 'flat wound' recoil springs and their guide rods, then he said something about a tungsten guide rod and custom fitting it to the IMSI springs. After that he mentioned something about shaving the underside of the trigger guard for a better grip and to keep me from getting Glock finger.

I was practically lost by this point but I sure as hell didn't want Glock finger, whatever that was. He finally pulled out his personal weapon and let me handle it. Hell it fit my hand a hundred percent better than mine did and I was sold.

"Look, I don't want to sound too stupid but I didn't understand a lot of what you told me. I can tell that I like the feel of your Glock a lot better than I like mine. Do whatever you think will help to this one first and when you finish, I'll try it out. We can decide what to do to the other one after that," I told him.

"That'll be great but remember, it isn't cheap," he said.

"It won't cost more than the Glock did in the first place will it?" I asked.

"No, it won't be even nearly that much."

"Then go ahead, I can pay in advance if you'd like," I said.

"That won't be necessary, after all, I'll be holding the Glock," he said, and laughed a little.

This brought up another question in my mind but I was hesitant to ask it. I decided that I could probably get by on being a kid that was asking stupid questions if they got shitty with me.

"Can this be made to fire full auto?" I asked.

"Sure it can, but you wouldn't really want that. In fact, Glock has a full auto capable models but they aren't made to select for a three shot burst, which would be closer to useful. Unless you really have a lot of experience, it isn't likely that you could handle it at full auto. Trying that would probably ruin the rest of your shooting and at best you'd end up just spraying bullets around in the general direction of your target," he said.

"I just wondered about it since I see people firing them like that on TV and in the movies," I said, trying to make a graceful exit.

"I didn't mean to sound like I was scolding you. It is possible to change your Glock to fire full auto but it isn't legal in the US without a special license, and they are hard to come by lately. Firing full auto is also a lot harder on them," he said.

"I didn't feel like you were scolding me and I'm really glad that you've been nice enough to tell me about how you can fix it up for me. Thanks a lot."

I wrote my name and phone number on a scrap of paper and asked him to call me when he had it ready. He looked at the note I'd written for a few seconds.

"Are you Jack Breslin's son?" he asked.

"Yes, I'm Jack's baby boy," I said, laughing.

"That could make a difference, about the license for a full auto weapon I mean. I'm sure that your Dad could get one with little or no trouble. If you decide to, I'd recommend that you go ahead and get a Glock Model 18, they're designed for select fire," he told me.

"Some extra instruction at the beginning could really help you to be able to use it effectively; if you decide to give it a try, I'm sure I can help you out," Al said.

"I might ask Dad about it, of course, I'm just a kid that's fascinated by the things I see in the movies sometimes; but talking about it has me wanting to try it."

"Talk to your Dad and if it's a go with him, Al and I will get you started the right way," Scotty said.

I left then and as I was driving home I tried to imagine what Dad would say if I asked him to get us a license for a machine pistol. I thought that it might be a pretty tough sell for me, probably even harder than convincing him that I needed to fuck Mom every now and then.

When I got into the house, Mom and company weren't home yet and the phone was ringing. I managed to catch it before it stopped.

"Hello."

"Is that you, Jimmy?" Gail asked.

"Yes it is, my beautiful shopping guide," I said.

"Good, your Dad has been wanting to talk to you for a couple of hours and I wanted to myself, especially after the report Kathleen gave me about the trip," she said.

"You know that I love talking to you," I said, trying to make any points I could.

"We'll have to wait; I'm afraid your Dad might be getting a little antsy, call me when you can," she said, "I'm ringing your Dad now."

"Jimmy?" Dad asked, in a few seconds.

"It's me, Dad."

I've been trying to call for a couple of hours, where've you been?" he asked.

"I went to the indoor shooting range, the one that isn't far from here," I said.

"You must have worn out a pistol or two."

"Not really, there weren't many people there and I got one of the instructors to give me some pointers," I told him.

"Good, I've been meaning to encourage you to practice more. How did you do?" he asked.

"He said I was pretty good but he gave me some tips and it helped me improve a lot. He also told me about the gunsmith there and said I might want to get my trigger tuned up. When I was talking to the gunsmith, he mentioned some other stuff that would help, and I ended up confused, so I left one Glock and told him to make it better and I'd try it out," I said.

"That's the best way to do it. I know that the guy there is good and there's no sense telling him how to do his job. You'll probably love what he does. I should have mentioned it to you myself."

"Well, it isn't like we need it to protect life and limb," I said.

"That's something you can never be sure of. If you're going to own guns, you need to be familiar with them and be the best shot you can make yourself," he said.

With Dad it was always 'do the best you can' no matter what you were doing and I was surprised about him wanting me to get more practice with the Glocks. We went hunting several times every year but it was always with rifles or shotguns. In fact, I'd come by the Glocks at my own request. I just felt cool with a pistol or two.

"Good, then I'll try to get in more practice," I said, I had enjoyed it.

"You won't hear me complaining about the cost, if that's what you're asking. Why don't you try to get a little time for your rifles too? I know that you haven't had one out for a month or more and it's probably been even longer since you did anything with your shotguns."

"Funny, I was thinking about that today too; only thing is, I can't put a gun rack in the Vette and I'd feel dumb going to shoot in the limo now, I always have felt a little funny about it anyway. It just doesn't fit somehow," I said, joking.

"If that's all that's holding you up, go on down tomorrow and buy yourself a pickup or a Hummer or something."

"What?"

"You heard me. Hell, we've got the money; besides, I've been thinking about getting something like that for myself. You get one or the other and I'll try it out to see if I like it. You never know when you're going to need something that will travel well on a rough road," he said.

Now a rough road to my Dad didn't mean one with potholes; if the potholes had been patched badly, that was a rough road. If there were actually potholes in it, Dad considered it a trail. I didn't know where he'd come up with this notion of something for rough roads but I wasn't about to argue. He'd told me to go get a pickup or a Hummer and I sure as hell was on my way tomorrow.

"Ok, Dad, I'll go tomorrow and check them out," I said.

"Good, that'll be something I don't have to worry about myself. I'm glad that you're getting old enough to help me out with these things," he said, and he was starting to confuse me.

I didn't have the slightest idea where most of this conversation had come from. I didn't mind at all that I was going to get another new ride tomorrow, what teenage boy would? It was just hard for me to figure out what had set Dad off in this direction. Wanting me to practice with my Glocks was another thing that he'd never mentioned before. It was puzzling.

"Is that what you wanted to talk to me about?"

"No, I'd called earlier and when I got no answer, I called your mother's cell phone. She told me that they were all shopping and that you were at the house. When you didn't answer there or on your cell, I had Gail start calling every few minutes. I wondered where you were off to," he said.

"I guess I should have called to let someone down there know where I'd be, especially since I left my cell phone in the car while I was inside shooting. It's too bulky to take with me for things like that," I said, trying to sound responsible.

"Oh, it's nothing and I don't like these cell phones either, they are too big and too old. Why don't you see if you can't find us all some of the newer ones tomorrow, the smaller type. Try to get those that can talk like walkie talkies if you're close together," he said.

"I've never heard of those but I'll see what I can find."

"Good, good, I'm sure that you can find them."

"Anything else?" I asked.

"That's all that I can think of, I'll have Julian make a list so you won't have to try and remember it all and if I think of anything else I'll have her add it on," he said.

"Well, if that's it, can you switch me back to Gail?" I asked.

"You little rascal, you're not going to forget her, are you?" he said, and laughed.

"Not unless you tell me to."

"I don't want you to, are you going to try to get her to help you shop tomorrow?" he asked.

"That's a great idea and I hope she will if she isn't busy; she seems to really like shopping and I really like being around her when she is," I told him.

"I'll just bet you do. Go ahead and get a cell phone for she and Kathleen tomorrow too, get one for Marsha, Francis and Julian also. It'll probably be better if we all have the same type," he said.

"I think that Gail already has a cell phone."

"Maybe she does but I'll bet she'd rather have one that I'm paying for. Try her and see; tell her it's a new benefit that goes with the job, and you can also tell her that you want to be sure you're able to get in touch with her," he said.

"Ok, I'll do it, I'll talk her into it, it probably won't be too hard."

"Good, while you're at it, go ahead and get a couple of dozen phones so we'll have some spares but remember to get the ones that are like walkie-talkies," he said.

"Ok, Dad. You'd better let me talk to her though, so I can get finished and go take a nap. I'm going to have a busy day tomorrow. See if you can keep all of what we'll be shopping for from Gail, I want to surprise her."

"I'll try, but I've learned that keeping secrets down here is harder than I imagined. I'll see you in a little while, when I get home," he said, and then he was off.

Gail came back on in a few seconds and she seemed thrilled to be asked out for more shopping. I told her that we'd need to get an early start and she asked if nine AM was early enough. I said it would be fine and that I'd be there at nine and we hung up.

Mom and the gang came in only a few minutes after I got off the phone with Gail. I got long kisses from all of them and I made sure that not one ass went ungroped. Judith didn't seem to give a second thought to me feeling up Mom's ass this time.

They were all still wound up from the shopping and I could see that the driver had a job on his hands again, getting it all inside. I left it to him this time, I wasn't really lazy but the welcome home kisses had me thinking about staying close to the women.

"Are you hungry, Jimmy?" Mom asked, after the driver had gone.

"Not too bad, I had a couple of big burgers for lunch."

"Good, we had a snack a couple of hours ago and I told Jack to get a between meals sandwich so he wouldn't starve before he could do the cooking. He's going to grill some steaks when he gets home. I think that we should all hit the pool for an hour or so," she said.

"That'd be great Mom," Shelia said, "but there's no sense in putting on suits, since Jimmy will probably just tear them off us again."