I could see his hands molesting her breasts too, his hands were running all over her body pretending to get the hold of the pipe, he rubbed her boobs ...everal times above the cloths, it went for 15 minutes as she gave up and the driver got the pipe, they were separated from each other by now. I could see that the dick of the driver was hardened and was pointing towards her from inside the boxer and she probably had a glimpse of it before the driver started pouring water on her and I saw the. She got out of the car smiling. Damn she was beautiful.Her daughter ran up the cement steps and we all followed.We sat on a cheap wooden table under a bright light bulb in her yellow kitchen. Teresa fumbled through a grocery bag. She grabbed disposable plates and paper cups."Eat, guys," she said.We ate, exchanged some 'thank-yous' and 'any-times'. When we were half done, she looked at her watch and realized it was getting late."Little girl, it's time for you to go to bed. Excuse me. Come on. ‘Not me at all. You only come here to see Maisie!’ ‘That’s nonsense,’ said Emma, but blushed like someone who had just been found out. ‘It isn’t, you know,’ Dorothy continued, standing up and putting on her underwear. ‘You’ve never loved me, have you? You only started a relationship with me to be able to see Maisie. I hate you!’ She suddenly burst into tears and sobbed uncontrollably. Emma jumped up from the bed, with the table-tennis bat still in one hand, and put a comforting arm around. Maybe it was the feminine environment, or thenumber of beautiful women around me, or maybe it was the silky nylonrobe that I was wearing, or maybe the fact that one of the mostbeautiful women I?d ever seen was staring back at me from the mirror andshe was checking me out in exactly the same way that I was checking herout... I don?t know why, but suddenly, parts of me were starting tostiffen up in a very unladylike way."I... I guess it?s a good start..." I sputtered, not really sure what Ishould.