Candy seductively crawled over to me, flashed her pussy, and whispered to me, "I'll see you when I'm done." My pussy was dripping and I had to finger ...yself to contain the excitement.After the show ended, I saw Candy walk into a room at the back of the club. I followed her, remembering what she told me. When I got to the door, I knocked. A voice from inside said, "Come in, sugahhh.."Obeying the voice, and my wet, throbbing pussy, I entered the room. Candy was sitting there in a lacy, black. She was worth a second glance, even a third, from all but the most picky of men, which most teenagers like Jake were not.Of course, while many men looked, nobody got any further. She was completely devoted to her children, and with Clara attending her first year at State, her attention was completely focused on taking care of Gary. In some frank conversations Jake had with Amanda at the dinner table over the years, she had implied she had no interest in finding another man, which Jake thought. Heactually accelerated as he tried to turn around to make a second passthen BOOM, right into the trash can, which bounced off a bench and cameright at you." But you stopped it with your foot ... saving my life! My savior!"They both laughed."Who you saving now, Da'Pee?"Who said that? I turn towards where the person spoke. There are two teenage boys standing about ten feet away. I recognize one of them rightaway, he's Patricia's friend Cruz, the one who helped us at Hobbes'home. The other one is. As she now looked back she wondered how many of them later, in bed with his wife, lay thrusting between her legs while picturing a virginal pussy !!! At night the girls would lie whispering to each other. They became very close friends. Intimately close friends. Touching and caressing, stroking and kissing. Feeling and finding. Discovering. Fingering. Thrusting as they gasped. Reaching delights together. Collapsing after their ecstasy. Holding each other close as they shuddered in each.