That night she was poured into her tight fitting low cut dress. we chatted for a few mins about the night we d had and about different guys and gals w... had danced with. it wasn t long before my drunken s*s was falling asleep. i said fuck it and drank her wine aswell as my own,Thats when the crazy thoughts came to my mind, it was time to have some fun with s*s,first i started running my hand through her hair, no response, so then across her face,hmm, still no responsemy hand drifted lower onto. Umm&hellip, Who told you that?, he asked me sternly and downed a drink. So it is true, I replied slowly. It was a thing of the moment okay, it just happened and we both liked it so it became a mutual agreement, he said quickly, looking me straight in the eyes as if trying to gauge my reaction. I opened my mouth and gaped at him, so it happened more than once? He smirked and looked at me Id say more than you could possible imagine, my mind was reeling with his information and thats when I. Chapter 3. Bedroom and Cottage We drank our tea and then Cleo said, “I suppose you’d like to see your room.” I hoisted my suitcase and followed her up a flight of stairs. We walked a little way along a passage and Cleo opened a sturdy looking door. “There, what do you think of that?” I thought it seemed a bit overpowering. Everything in the room looked so big, the wardrobe, chest of drawers, bedside table and, above all, a giant four poster bed that looked as if it could have accommodated four. "Uh, yeah, I guess," I said. "I'm friends with several of the moms here, I suppose--" Yeah, but special friends with Julie," the other one, a tall, broad-hipped blonde named Pam said, or sneered."What's up, ladies?" Your little game," Monica said. "We checked up on you. First off, you don't have a kid, named Terrell or anything else." True, and your point is?" What are you doing hanging out in the park so much?"Now I stood up, looking eye to eye with both of them. "Enjoying what my tax dollars.