"Oh nothing, really. Just wondering when you'd be having me over for dinner?" Suddenly I remembered. I'd invited Jeremiah to dinner at our last office...Christmas party, but that was practically a year ago. My wife and his girlfriend at the time had hit it off pretty well. I had been kinda drunk but I distinctly remembered the invitation. "Oh... Y-yeah I remember. For sure, is your girlfriend going to join you?" "No. Mandy and I broke up a few months back," he said matter-of-factly. "Oh man,. She then added a large white Kleenex tissue wrap and thenthe pink nylon-plastic cape and pinned it around Timmy's neck. "So,some kind of college play? I haven't heard of such a thing in years butyou should have fun," Agnes spoke lightly as she fluffed his hair thenstarted combing Timmy out. Madge looked on making sure Agnes knew justwhat she wanted. "This has to be old fashioned you know, a tight,vintage ladies hair set just like housewives in the 50's wore daily,"And Madge wanted the salon. ''AW! Bullshit, Andy! You said we'd stay in and party so that's what you're gonna do! There's plenty more beers and it's early! C'mon!''Ok, Ok, I'll have one more. But I'm really beat.' As I drained my beer and got up off the couch to get another I stumbled a bit, trying to create the impression that I was sloshed. Jen laughed. 'Wow, you really are drunk!''I told you! Now we're gonna have one more and I've gotta call it quits. I feel like I'm gonna fall asleep.' I cracked another frosty for my. “You’re a very bad girl Ms. Martin.” he whispered, lowering his face over hers. Gina tilted her head back to look deep in his eyes. Mr. Daniels reached down to her bare thighs and moved both his large hands up her smooth legs. He went under her skirt. Gina flinched a little feeling his fingers play with the creases between her legs and coochie. He brushed a hand over her warm little mound buried under the skirt.“Mmmmmm silky smooth. I love a bald pussy. Its so much easier to eat. You are a very.