Jenna didnt realize how attractive he was while they were emailing back and forth. Her cheeks flushed as she opened the front door with a smile, "Hell..., I'm Jenna, You must be Alex." the teen said, extending her hand toward the obviously taller man. Alex smiled, revealing his perfectly white teeth. He took the younger girls hand and gave it a firm shake,"Its a pleasure to meet you Jenna, this really is a lovely apartment, shall we sit down, get to know each other, discuss the details?" he. .. So how many other kids are going to be at this pool party?" I don't know." One?" Her mother eyed her over her eyeglasses."Maybe." Sally looked away."Do you feel that safe?" her mother asked."He swore to me..." Sally insisted. "He said I could talk to her!" Dear," Eleanor sighed, "Don't sell yourself short..." No, of course not!"Eleanor eyed her daughter. "The blue bikini is in the bathroom closet." Thanks, Mom!" Sally kissed her mother on the cheek and dashed upstairs to see if the bikini. It was even better when it was the real thing. Sometimes such thoughts and their inevitable results happened much earlier in the play, when she was chatting up a man she had decided to fuck. If, say, she was wearing a little black dress and a very small bra at a dinner or drinks, this was obvious to her quarry. It always worked. It was her winning poker hand. On this occasion, which was taking place in the man’s plush hotel suite after a business conference dinner, she had allowed herself to. If we do this, let’s take the bikes. It’s not too far for a day’s ride and the girls are always thrilled to ride with us. A hundred miles with a big twin between their legs should help loosen them up. Have Ria call Salli and invite her, then I can clear this with mom.”“I’m gonna check Airbnb, we’ll find somewhere with a tall fence around a big hot tub. We’ll let the girls drink some booze, then get into the spa. If we treat them as women, not girls, they will respond like women who are.