I started caressing her buts and moved my hand between the but cheeks and took my hand all the way down between her thighs and she seemed to enjoy mor... now. I quickly fondled her pussy from behind and she moaned. It was pure lust in my mind and I wanted to seduce this lady to have sex with me now. As we reached the parking lot she said good bye and gave me a hug. When our bodies came close my bulge was touching her mound and my arms were around her shoulders and my hand touched her bra hook. “ohhh fuck” Josh said “there’s that slut you were checking out on the train with the big tits, mind, the hen party”. It didn’t even click with me that he called her a “slut”. We sat perving on the hen party, it was clear that the bride was the ugly friend. Josh was trying to convince me to try to pull the “slut” I had been perving on. However just as I had enough courage to walk up to her some black lad started chatting her up. Feeling a bit rejected and with us both on the verge of being drunk. Ruth and her Mum shuffled down the bed until they were alongside my legs. "I'll do his left calf Ruth, and you copy what I do on his right."I felt a warm liquid falling on my legs, then soft, gentle hands began working on my calves. Although I had lied about the injury, my calves were aching, in fact, much of my body was beginning to stiffen up. Their hands glided up and down with occasional probing by what I assumed were their thumbs. "How are you feeling Sam?" asked Kate."Stiff," I replied,. I started to look for similarities. Jeannie and Annie did have similar builds and facial features. But what was uncanny, were the unconscious mannerisms and behavioral traits.I had to admit it, Laura was right. Jean was a dead ringer for Annie. She punctuated comments with the gestures that I had seen Annie use a thousand times before. She gave the same slow smile and wink across the room as she caught my eye. She charmed the children by giving them the same grave attention I had seen Annie use.