”Linda chuckled, “I’m gonna have to tell Mary that we have some serious competition now. You better be careful Charlie, or that girl is going to...fall seriously in love with you.”“I’m gonna have to find something constructive for you to do before you drive me crazy.”Linda was still giggling as we went over the plans. Since Cindy was making a conceptual drawing of the outside of the building, I told Linda that we really needed one of what the proposed storefronts would look like as if standing. As she ran the slippery bar of soap along the cleft between Barbie’s labia, sliding over her ultra-sensitive clit, Barbie once again pleaded with Jessica to make her come, offering to lick her pussy too if she would only end her torment. And once again, Jessica brought her to the brink of orgasm, putting the soap down and sliding her fingertips a little way into both her pussy and her asshole, fucking them slowly in and out. She seemed to know exactly how for she could go without tipping. . They were both obviously very merry – he was trying to pull her against him but she was laughing and pushed him away; gently slapping his hand in admonishment. They hardly noticed the large car or even me until I opened the sliding door and asked, “Are you Mr and Mrs Huntley?” “Not exactly!” The man chuckled; “I’m Mr. Huntley but this young lady is Mrs. Palmer.” The woman swung away from his clutches and stooped to get into the back seat. I discretely hid a smile as I got an eyeful of. There were five of them, and just Bill, Brad, Sonny, and me. They weren’t even counting Jessica, who was sitting off to the side, bigeyed. Sonny didn’t look to be totin’, although his pistol was in his waistband and his rifle in the floor beneath his feet. They figured it was going to be five to three, and liked the odds. Bud was off with Carlos, up on the ridge somewhere. If I had to guess, I’d say two of them had rifles lined up on them.I was afraid that Jessica might get hurt, so I thought.