Suggesting some supper, you go to the kitchen and look through the cabinets, mind reeling, but not from hunger. Well, not from THAT kind of hunger, an...way. He walks behind you and places his hands on your hips, leaning over you he kisses your neck and shoulders and whispers that he would really love a Pizza for supper. You call Papa John’s and the evening slips into night. He looks at his watch and tells you he really must leave. You whimper almost, not wanting him to go, but not yet ready to. Laura and Rhonda, as soon as they had undressed, pulled Barbara onto the bed between them. Barbara was so eager to be fucked by both of them at once that she began to tremble and moan and twist sensually, wriggling out of the tight hotpants as Laura and Rhonda skimmed them down her legs.Now she was completely naked. Laura and Rhonda pressed her delectable naked black body between them, kissing her everywhere. Laura got her wish and kissed Barbara's long beautiful legs, her calves, her thighs,. She asked me what bet. I said anything but will tell it at the end of the game.First race I lost intentionally and asked her what does she want me to do. She said youll cook me dinner tomorrow night. I said ok.The next race I won. She asked me what does she has to do. I wanted to ask for a kiss. but was scared. I said I will tell it later. She was keep on asking me, but I somehow managed and didnt tell it.Next day I went to office. She called me from home and asked me what was the bet, what. .. well, I just don't like leaving you here by yourself. Sure you won't come out to Lakecrest with me? Elsie's looking forwards to seeing you again."This last statement chilled the marrow in my bones. Mum's Aunt Lizzie was the stuff of nightmares; a woman whose merest glance could reduce grown men to quivering orthodontists. Then there was my cousin Elsie, a socially challenged cyber-geek with coke-bottle glasses and an eating disorder. Dinner with Dr Hannibal Lecter was preferable to a week.