The radio blasts to life in the middle of my favorite song, and as I ease out onto the highway, Kelly Rowland’s Motivation has me slithering seducti...ely in my seat. I can feel the freak in me clawing to get to the surface and know I will soon have to let her out for air. I drive cautiously, but with some speed, tapping my hands on the steering wheel in time to the beat. Big round sunglasses guard my eyes against the glare of the afternoon sun, and a bead of sweat slides slowly down the cleft. ” Both men nodded their thanks for the appreciation, Jennifer noticing that they were acknowledging the thanks as professionals would. “Are you all right, kid?” she asked her niece.“Yeah. I think I’m just going to sit here for a while and have another brandy. Or two.”“Christ, kid, finish the bottle.” Margaret looked across the bar at Roger.“I’ll see she’s all right,” he said.She nodded. “Well, then. It’s been a long day, and a longer night. I’m for bed.” Jennifer saw her walk out the door to. I half run back to the hallway but the girls aren't there! I see that the light in the bedroom is on, I smile and slowly walk in to our bedroom. The ladies are kissing and sexy dancing to the funky tunes, Simone tugs at Naomi's top and the whips it over her head. As I had noticed earlier, Naomi isn't wearing a bra, and why would she, she has the most perfect B cup breast, perky and nipples that look like the are aiming for the stars. The girls dance some more, Naomi is behind my beautiful. "She's so happy," said Zoë quietly so as not to be overheard, "and it makes me really happy too." Me too. It's made the drive down here totally worthwhile. Let's take the glasses through to the drawing room." I can't tell you how grateful I am, Jo. Bless you."Jerry had hardly got out of the car before Emma came running from the front door and launched herself at him. He just managed to brace himself in time. She wound her arms round his neck and her legs round his waist pressing her cheek.