"Is Kate wanking you?..... Or is it me? " Fucking hell Helen. You're tooo much. " Is it me? Am I kneeling behind Kate's head milking you into her slut...y mouth? What's Kate doing? Tell me. " She's... She's got her tongue out and is kicking the end of my cock. I'm licking her wet cunt. She's got her hands on my arse. " Does her cunt smell of cum? Does it? It's not yours is it? She fucking around isn't she but you love what we're doing to you. " Oh wank me harder. I need to cum. And yes, it's not. There was a line something like "The sun poured down like honey on our lady of the harbour." She whispered the words to herself. Suzy had a way of talking herself in whispers. The sun was already beginning to blister the freshly painted wood releasing an acrid smell of linseed oil and tar. Suzy hated the smell. It was the smell of every family summer holiday, every birthday. This was her eighteenth and she had spent long nights planning that it would be her last. The heat was making her dizzy. You certainly have been busy."He nodded and blushed."How many women have you bonked?" She smiled. "I didn't count them." Geeze, Ma," he squealed."How long have you been doing this?" she asked, looking quite serious, and pulling her open robe back together, tossing back her hair.He sniffed. "A while, couple of years I guess." Before you were sixteen?"He nodded."They didn't know?"He shook his head."What do you charge?" Come on. I don't, but they give me money, some do." Uh huh, and you now have. If he looks as good as your guy tonight, the both of us should be in good moods in the morning." She said winking at me. "We will all meet before you go back, I promise."I blushed and told her she had a rain check for anytime, and I got out, not wanting to wait another second to give Bill my news."Hey, it's Monday. How do you know I don't have a date tonight?" I hollered up the steps from the sidewalk."I'm just here to check up on you," Bill said, "Making sure you don't have a boyfriend."I.