We hoisted the two women giving them a good dousing of cleansing water to wash away their stink of abandonment. The older one looked to be still under...forty and the young one was barely old enough to recognize a cock if she saw one. There was a distinct possibility they were mother and daughter for there was a considerable likeness between them that was enhanced by their virtual nakedness with merely shreds of tattered clothing on their sun-burned skin. I ordered the cook to "lard" them up with. "Ok ok slut, cool it down a bit, but I do need some inspiration and you are not helping one little bit" said Laura. "Well, why don't you piss of back to Canada for a week and catch up with that hillbilly family of sheep fuckers or whatever they were" suggested Jo. " I'm sure they would help". "If I had that sort of money bitch, I'd be off in a flash. I've just about spent my commissions from the web sites", Jo thought for a bit then said " What about the old guy next door, he loves your weekly. Everything was normal until one day I went to her house to get sugar. She was wearing a pink saree with deep blouse. She looked amazing and I took the sugar bowl and went back to my home.‎ I started to think about her and then started fantasizing about her. I fell in love with her and wanted to make love with her. So I thought of many plans to make love with her. ‎one Saturday my parents weren’t home as they went to visit my grandparents. So I was all alone. Suddenly I heard the doorbell ring.. I'm flattered that you find me interesting."She was far more than interesting. I wanted to say something suave and debonaire, but nothing came to mind and so I sat there like a boob.Marty turned back to Julie. "Don't tease him! I think he's cute".Cute? Cute? I did not want to be cute. I wanted to be handsome, hardy or at the least attractive, but not cute. And then Marty turned back to me, leaned over and kissed me on the lips. Not just a "nice to meet you" kiss, but a full blown, open mouth,.