I saw the ad, and beingtotally broke, I applied for the job, thinking that maybe they could usea boy cleaner rather than a maid. But that did not happ...n. Grace, thewoman I work for insisted that ALL of her girls be properly dressed inthe usual powder blue dresses and white sneakers with their hair off thecollar. Most girls wore their hair in a pony tail. Mine wasn't quite thatlong. Grace told me the requirements and suggested that I could have thejob as long as I wore the uniform and was. .”“Fine,” I said. “Everybody take a bit of time to discuss it. We’ll get back together...”“‘Together’ together?” Sara interrupted.“Stoppit, Aunt Sara,” Bink said. “Let the patriarch speak.”“Just cuz he’s got the only real dong in the room don’t make ‘im the patriarch.”“That’s a good idea. Everybody retires to neutral corners, talks, then, say, Friday...” Barb said. “And FYI?!? I AM the matriarch. Oldest. Motherly type...”“As evidenced by your pregnatiousness,” Bink giggled.“That too.” Barb. Robbie had run out of gas, after that climax, and was drained for some time, so she and Bettina had gone on making love, screwing each other clit to clit, then finger-fucking for awhile, and finally doing a sizzling, hunching sixty-nine, their heads locked between each other's gripping thighs, eating and pulling like hungry animals.Giving a last touch to her hair and a dab of perfume to her breasts, Lauralee left the bath only to hesitate in her bedroom. Bettina's parents were due today, she. ... so of course dad says I'll call your parents so you can go. Now it 2 guys who were looking to use me as a cum dump and now we had to be on our best behavior.My dad and I had to go to church to bring that box Tank brought over and help my mom moving stuff at church. In the meantime my cousin Paul said he'll get the stuff out of the attic and pack up the station wagon. On the way home my dad and I stopped and got some hot dogs and hamburgers cereal and milk.The next day we all met at my house.