The younger one, Jennifer was in her mid twenties and wearing her Agnes McKenzie uniform. The second girl, Tina, was in her early thirties and just a ...ouch over weight. She was wearing her gym kit of white vest and shorts.‘Jennifer, stand up. What is that pinned to your blouse?’Jennifer glanced down at the bit of leopard skin material fastened to her blouse with a safety pin. ‘Please Miss KcKenzie, it’s my thong.’‘Your what?’ queried Margaret.‘My thong Miss KcKenzie.’‘Show me.’ Jennifer. But touching her nipples and crotch produced sexual pleasure, an altogether different sensation. So as I began to direct more attention to her nipples, she began to tense and strain her body to the movements of my hands.When she began squirming her butt, that indicated she was ready for the next stage. I lowered my mouth onto her left nipple and began sucking on it. My lips and tongue provided the stimulation she needed, so I used my hands to support myself. Bethany’s own hands began to move. ”“Well, that’s all good, but I never quite understood why you did that for me,” I said.“Oh, it’s pretty simple,” she said. “We wanted to make sure you, I mean you as the group, still had access to that great studio you have above your garage. Not only does it make it easy for us to record your albums; as you know we are very tight for recording studio space here in Boomerang House, but you have that great area for rehearsing and developing your songs. And besides, we felt that after everything. You're like a mother . . . . . . You always took care of since I was born, which I don’t know how you did, you yourself were only five” said Hanabi kind of smiling at the last part.“Well father really never did anything so who else would” said Hinata.“I don’t want to loose you” said Hanabi.“Hanabi what are you talking about” said Hinata whose eyes coping that of Hanabi’s.“I hate it!!!. . . . . . I hate my life!!!! All I ever do is train day in and day out, follow father to his meeting, and.