.. and when it melts, it turns into a little sponge, shaped like a cat." Oh yeah," said Cindy. "Good grief. I remember one of my boyfriends in high sc...ool buying something like that from a vending machine in the toilet of a filling station. For some reason he thought that would get me to let him play with mine."Claire was suddenly worried."Do you think Janet will spread it around I was there?" What if she does?" said Cindy. "You're an adult. It's a store for adults. There's nothing wrong with. It made me want her more accutely.I opened the small drawer of her bureau and her scent drifted up to me, heavy and inviting. I began to rummage thru her most intimate things. I felt like I was trespassing on some sacred ground, and the sensation was heady. Each piece I picked up gave me an intimate vision of Katie. I saw her standing tall; her slender nearly 6 foot frame caught in silouette of an early sunset at our bedroom window before we went out to dinner, blonde hair piled up on her head,. I could tell she was close when she tossed onto the bed, then started fingering her pussy faster, She was staring at my cock while her fingers continued going in deeper . “I’m going to cum”I said then held my breath, and stared at her body. Mary was also cumming and her body began to shake . “Oh fuck”she cried out pushing her hips up “yes cum “ she said fingering her self even faster now . When I looked at how she was fingering herself, it was all I could take. I sent the first couple. ”What’s your name, Sweetie?” “Ronnie McDonald, Ma’am, but everyone calls me Mac”. “Who’s your father, Mac?” “George McDonald, Ma’am. He works for the Mayberry Cleaners”. “Oh, I know your father. We graduated from high school together. He was always tall and handsome but very shy. As I recall, George didn’t date much in high school.” “Well, Ma’am, I don’t know much about that, of course, but I know he had to help work the family farm. He probably didn’t have much money.