It was, beyond a doubt, the most passionate kiss she had ever received, not at all like the good night kisses she had given to her dates at home. This...young man, she didn't even know his name for sure, had pulled her closer to him, wrapped both arms around her and kissed her tenderly on her lips, tenderly at first but with an intensity that was undeniably building. Soon they were walking; he was more or less carrying her, away from the fireplace, down the hall and into a bedroom, still locked. We all knew better than that. Trina and I fixed dinner as I watch her eyeball daddy. Later she ask me to go in my bedroom and stay there and not come out. She wanted to ’talk’ with my daddy. I said: “No, you guys ’talk’ down stairs, I want to watch!” We giggled and she said ’ok’. She whispered: (“..I want to make out with him so bad, he has big fingers too!…”) I felt jealous but excited too. We now had on our night clothes and she pulled me close and felt my pussy. I felt hers too and said out. Angela was lovely and had been a accountant for some years and had bought up the 2 of them whilst Lind's dad was away fighting for queen and country but hated moving and got divorced they stayed great mates until he was killed, we left the restaurant and walked back to the car, as we sat in the car we kissed as we felt each other’s bodies, Angela reached down and rubbed the front of my trousers feeling my cock, she gasped at the size and hardness of it her nipples where hard when I touched her. If I sold all four together, I might just get five hundred. Four-fifty would be more likely, maybe a little less.” She looked at me. “You have a ring to buy, and I’m limiting you to two hundred pounds. That’s the value of these three. I’ll keep them and sell them. The fourth I’ll sell on your behalf.” She grinned at me. “With a five percent commission.”“Okay.”Her grin vanished and she nodded. “Come on then.”We went into three good quality jewellers. Not the most expensive, but also not the dirt.