My father thought it might have been horse meat. The bread was homemade, and not bad at all with the thick slabs of butter that we all favored on it. ...hey didn't serve any beer or alcohol, so we were all drinking cream sodas. Ray was flirting with our waitress rather shamelessly, and she seemed to be enjoying it too. Her name was Janet, and she was probably about twenty two years old. It might have all ended right there with us paying for our meal and leaving, if Lois Manning hadn't picked that. He'd been attentive and loving all morning, warming her with kisses and gentle touches.Their time at the spa had been so relaxing. Di had never had her nails done at a salon and rarely had a haircut that didn't end in tears. After being pampered for an hour with Anne directing the staff, Di could barely believe the results. Her short, straight hair was now a gorgeous pixie cut with bangs that hung artfully across her brow. Her nails gleamed a deep red and the skillful application of body makeup. He wouldnt budge. I sighed. I walked in front of him and kissed him. He seemed to have snapped out of it because he wrapped his arms around me. I pulled back and gave him a smile. I won. I whispered. His eyes grew large and I burst out laughing. I tried to tell ya. Im fast. I said, pushing him away. Whatever. He ran a hand through his hair and wrapped an arm around my waist as we walked away. He suddenly took off in the direction of the doors yelling. Im gonna win! I laughed and ran to his. Keylani’s younger sister was as much a hedonist as she, sex was something Alana enjoyed. Like her sibling, Alana was comfortable sharing her bed with both sexes – and sharing her bed with her older sister was the best pleasure of all. ‘Ohhh myy, you still know how to push my buttons better than anyone!’ Keylani purred as her sibling moved her hands all over her. Alana’s deft fingers manipulated her sister’s pussy and clit, knowing how her sister liked to be touched. She couldn’t wait to taste.