“Was it all right?” he asked.She giggled. “You bet it was. What a way to brighten up a Monday.” She clasped his softening cock inside her. “...ut we’ve got to get up.” Naked on her back underneath him, with his cock still inside her flooded cunt, she spoke in her most professional manner, “I’m afraid I have a client coming in a few minutes.”They disentangled themselves, found their clothes and dressed, but not without a touch and a caress. Susan pushed her hair back into shape, smoothed her. ” She would b unable to stay descent.Aria was not going to let some meanie spank her. So, she made a capricious decision. “I am still going out and you cannot stop me. I will wear what I want too. I am an adult you know.”“You are a cheeky bugger!” “A”, roared sounding like Darth Vader from the movie Star Wars, unknown to Aria was Alison.Aria headed toward the door, sticking her middle finger up in the air to show “A” what she thought of him/her ordering her into the doll outfit. The blackmailer. You won’t need it again until we board the plane. Give me a great big, naked hug, Merci.”“Will you be naked with me, if I do?”“Would you kneel on the floor, and pull my pajamas down for me, then take your shirt off and hug your tall, sexy - naked body against me.”With a quick look over her shoulder at Sheila and Shelly - then Rondo, Merci knelt on the floor, pulled her shirt over her head and flipped it back over my desk as she pressed her titties against my cock and wrapped her arms around my. Seeing her, I wanted to cry and throw my arms aroundher--even though she was, unfortunately, one of those adults Ididn't trust. She was even more grimly puritanical and prim thanmy Mom, and a fundamentalist who considered everything an occa-sion for sin of some kind. But I understood her pain, bothphysical and emotional, without having it explained to me. That night occurred some years earlier, when I had just turned6. The commotion woke up Martha Jane's family next door. She andher sister.