It wasn't much - just chicken breasts, potatoes, and green beans - but it was finished when I heard her car pull into the driveway. Looking out the wi...dow, I was relieved to see that she had not brought anyone home with her.I was cleaning the prep dishes and the kitchen when she came through the door."Is dinner ready," she asked."Yes. I just set it on the table a minute ago."She went upstairs, changed into something more comfortable, and came to the dinner table."Chicken breasts again," she. ‘I’m so glad it went wrong.’ Angel coloured, but grinned back. ‘He’s a real sweetie.’ She realised she’d found a friend in John’s wife Anthea. They were also perfect foils for each other. Angel tall, normally slight, with chestnut hair. Anthea petite, curvy and blonde. She was such fun. Anthea got up. ‘I need to go and dish up. Come through in a couple of minutes and help me carry.’ Angel got up too, and spent a few moments roaming round the room looking at the incredible paintings, drawings,. I really was just a toy that lived and breathed as she never so much as asked or warned me - not that I really minded. She rode me cowboy while Sally lay on her back squeezing her tits the asked me to reach over and tease her nipples while she diddled her fingers in her pussy. Even though it was quite an erotic scene I have no recollection of when, or if, anyone had orgasms. It was so ‘matter of fact’ that you would think this was common daily practice but I knew it was far from that.At some. Peterasked if she had a bible in her home. She said, "No." So, Peter packedhis bible too.Franciszka was driving back when Peter told her that he was going toworking on the nightshift this evening (11 pm to 10 am). Franciszka askedhim "If you can call your boss to get out of that?" He said, "I can't,sorry." Franciszka asked if, "Can you come and to show me how to do a lotof things?" Peter said, "Yes." He smiled and he kissed her onFranciszka's cheek!They arrived at her home. It was about.