“Don't worry, sweetie. They won't touch you.I just thought you might wanna try this, since I know howmuch you like when I pull out and cum on your t...mmy.” Davetold me confidently. I nodded slowly, and he led me overto the bed. I sat down and the men stayed. They all seemedto be in good spirits. Jovial, almost. I watched them fora while, seeing their bodies, nude, covered in summer sweatas they looked at me, seeming to be pleased with my beauty.I did have some confidence in my looks, at least,. We left the lights on during the movie (I planned this so she could get a good glimpse). I pulled my knees up on the recliner so that my shorts would open for her. Throughout the movie I would catch her looking. During this time wife called. After my conversation with wife, MIL and I were discussing the call and she finally said, "You are hanging out a little bit." At that time I played dumb, closed my legs and apologized. To this she said, "It's ok, it didn't bother me. It was just. Served them right. Then we heard a loud thud, and knew we had to check.When Les pulled the door open a crack, she saw an old guy in his pajamas. “Jim, it’s just one of the patients.”“Simple,” I answer. We’ve trained for this.So we went in the kitchen towards George. That’s when Les got hit in the face with a single-serving size can of pineapple juice, and the yellow stuff drenched the front of her clothes.George must have ducked behind the table by the time we recovered. Trolley carts clogged. As I turned to greet Jennifer, I thought I was going to pass out right there in her yard. There she was standing in the doorway wearing her bathrobe. She looked absolutely amazing, her hair cascading down over her shoulders. The water was dripping from the ends of her hair, down her chest, and trickling down her exposed cleavage. She motioned me back towards the house and ask if I cared to carry her packages into the house for her since she wasn’t dressed. I obliged Jennifer’s request, thinking.