They grinned but wondered if they would get to enjoy their women this weekend or would they have burnt themselves out by teatime! Another few beers an... an hour passed and vanished when they heard the dog once more giving tongue, they could only wonder at the goings on up there. they went indoors, found some things to cook and together they made the meal. Promptly at six the two women appeared, looking tired, Mary kissing ‘Anal’ on the nose and thanking him, and Cassy flopping into her seat. ‘I was way too drunk, I’m sure Bob spiked my drinks.’ ‘Come on, we’ve been called.’ Bob dragged Peter away. ‘We’re to play the club champions.’ What a pleasant afternoon it was. Jennifer was even paired with Peter twice and although her short white skirt and white frills distracted him, Peter played like a man possessed, determined to impress her. ‘You play a good game,’ Jennifer toweled the beads of perspiration from her forehead. ‘What other games do you play?’ Her twinkling green eyes calmly. His eyes travelled over my firm, ripe breasts, each nipple adorned with a delicate gold ring, down over my flat stomach to where he could just see the top of my hairless slit."Beautiful mummy" he said almost in awe, "Are you going to put your suspender belt on?"I smiled at him lovingly, the eagerness in his eyes gave him away,"No"He looked up at me quizzically,"You are darling" and the smile lit up his whole face!I handed him the lacy black suspender belt, deliberately letting it brush over his. ”“I like that Terry guy myself. He’s a veteran. I love that. He seems vulnerable, but still quite manly. A real bloke,” Kay added her two cents.“The sheriff. I love older men in positions of authority,” Selena blushed as she told me that.“Duly noted, speaking as one,” I winked at my middle daughter.“Would you be a fang-banger, if you could?” Tricia asked Selena.“Depends on the vampire. Bill, maybe. That crazy bald one, hell, no! And who the fuck is really killing those fang-bangers, anyway?”.