With a hand on both thighs, he spread her legs apart until her pussy was completely open to him. The beauty of the sight before him took his breath aw...y. Her pussy lips were folded and hidden, her slit was puffy and swollen. He gently touched her, parting her slit to reveal the pinkish skin beneath. Moist and glistening, he could smell her, he could almost taste her. And watching her face as he did so, he easily slipped one finger inside her. She was so tight, he thought. He pushed in, feeling. June moved closer, pressing herself lightly against his side. ‘I’m not what, Wally?’ This was too much, too dangerous and too insane. ‘I should go,’ he said. ‘I’ll come back later when your mother’s here.’ He started to put the wrench into the bag. Her hand grasped the back of his, stopping him. ‘Tell me, Wally,’ she said. There was a tremor in her voice that made him turn to look at her. Tears were welling up in her eyes, and his heart, which a moment before had been hammering, felt like it. “Patty?” Anthony asked.“Good to see you Seta.” Pat said, calling me by my old nickname before I was Rudi, when no one could say Seth, so they simply used an A at the end of my name.“Wow.” I said, looking Pat over, then sitting back down in his lap, Kelly doing the same.“So… Now what?” Anthony asked, rubbing Kelly’s shoulder.“Well what do we want to do? Clearly this has turned into a sleepover.” Kelly said looking at the clock which now read midnight.“Well, we could go back to what we were doing. " So, what would you like to do?" Oh I don't know. Maybe hit a few night clubs, maybe go to Paris for anight." We can still go without Jaimie." That would be fun. But, two girls can have more fun." You're nuts." Yea. But, it would still be fun," Ronnie said, with a grin."Is my old Ronnie back?" Thanks to you, and Pere James." And, how do you propose to bring Jaimie to France?" We could go shopping." I knew it. The French girl wants to go shopping. But, we'd needeverything." I know. But, not.