They aren't exactly a fast food item, so it gave us plenty of time to share several glasses of wine before dinner. The conversation swung from religio... to sports to shopping to politics. Fortunately, their views matched ours until Christy said, "Hey, we've covered all of the taboo subjects except sex. We're all for it. How about you guys?" Startled, Lynn looked at me for an answer. I spoke up first. "We're for it too. One reason for attending the church seminar was hoping it would add a little. She walked towards the den and the sounds were getting louder. It sounded like Dave was panting and grunting. Worried, she quickened her steps and turned the corner into the room. She was not prepared for what she saw but was all of a sudden incredibly turned on by the scene before her. Dave’s hand was wrapped around his cock and his head was leaning back in his chair. He was watching a video of the night in the limo. He didn’t hear her come in and she didn’t intend to make her presence known. Sunday lunch. Or, if they were late sleepers, Sunday brunch, even. There was an IHOP nearby.All right, so some people sneer at IHOP. I'm not one of them, OK?I remembered both girls' full names, and tried the telephone directory. They were both in there -- with the usual feeble female attempt at avoiding calls from perverts:"S. Winthrop" was in there, and so was "M. A. Mathis". The phone number, for both, was the same, and the address information, while sketchy, seemed to fit.I called. Molly. She was still happy as she got home and saw Mrs K in the kitchen.Mrs K smiled at Nina as she came into the kitchen, and asked, “I like your make-up like that,” adding in a loving maternal tone, “I’ve just boiled the kettle, would you like a coffee?”Nina replied with a smile, “Yes please, Mrs K.” She smiled again as she saw the thick cushion on her chair which was the one she always sat on whenever she had been punished and felt even more relaxed as she sat down gently.Mrs K put the cup of.