"Sure, most guys have mom." "That's because the girl has the right to say no, and if you really feel this way about Ken, then simply say no."She was...right of course, but I didn't want to say no, and yet, at the same time, I felt like I had to, just to save my own self esteem. I was a bundle of nerves and mom knew it. "Even if I disregard what Mary says, my own eyes don't lie Janet. You did something to give yourself a smooth and very feminine looking front, then you let Mary attach those. I walk over to the table you are lying on and begin to rub the lotion onto my hands. Standing in front of you I start running my finger across your neck, massaging all the little knots out of it. Moving along down to your shoulder digging my thumbs into your sore muscles. You moan signaling that it feels good to you. I walk over to your left side and take your arm massaging it from the shoulder down to your fingers. You turn your head towards me and notice how short my skirt is. My legs looked. "Chin up please," said Brittany, lifting his chin as she was adjustinghis collar."You kidding," cried Mike. "Last time I heard that, I lost six inches ofmy hair." But not this time, Monique," Vicky chuckled as she came over now with alarge paddle brush in her hand. "But I'll get my scissor out if youwant." That's ok," said Mike, enjoying a moment of levity and being moreclothed."And it was maybe four inches," said Vicky, brushing hard now as Brittanyfastened buttons under his chin. "But I. Beth had her eyes closed and was doing that little murmuring hum she does when she is turned on.The barman returned with the drinks so I had to remove my hand from her pussy to pay him. I took a sip of my drink and when I put my hand back under her skirt there was another guy's hand fingering her pussy. I was temporarily shocked. I couldn't believe that one of these guys would have the guts to do something so brazen. He just looked at me and smiled. I looked at Beth; she hadn't opened her eyes.