Their next task was to pack away the groceries and other items such as tissues, toilet paper, dishwashing liquid, washing powder and hand soap, as wel... as the most import items, the beer and wine.Jill decided that she would make them a tuna casserole, something easy and healthy."It should be ready about 7:30" she told him.But a little latter, at 7:10 pm, Dave's phone rang. It was Gail. "Hi Dave, I've arrived at the Mt Isa bus terminal. Are you coming to get me?"Dave was a bit stunned. It was. So I went into a swimming clothes store and after being in the second one I already saw a nice pair of blie speedos. I tried them on in the fitting room and walked to check it out in the mirror. The obviously gay shop assistant was checking me out before saying it looked good. As an appreciation of the compliment I left the curtain of my dressing room open a little bit so he could peak if he wanted when I bend over and took them back off. Not sure if he did, but I'm pretty certain he did. It's. "I want to see it, too!"I must admit, I gasped. The bedroom photograph was three-feet square, mounted above the head of their big bed in a fine-looking, if understated, frame. But the pose! It was what I later learned was known as a "beaver shot" -- a head-on frank photograph of Louise, seated, legs spread wide, knees up, her hairy pussy on blatant display, so large and so clearly shown that one could see her vaginal lips, slightly opened, peeking out from the heavy pelt of curled hair.Again,. She was wearing the same clothes as Lori, the same thing they had worn to bed for a while now, a tank top and a pair of Soffee shorts. Tonight it was different. Tonight, Lori saw how much the shorts rode up Harriet’s long leg, exposing the bottom cheeks of her ass. The tank was pulled low and Harriet’s cleavage was on full display. She leaned to the side to adjust, Lori caught a glimpse of a nipple and she moaned softly.“What?” Harriet asked and shoved more popcorn into her mouth.“Nothing,”.