" Hi Pop."Dad leaned over and the girls hugged and kissed him, and he patted them on the head. "My, my don't my girls look beautiful. More beautiful e...ery time I come home," he said, as he always did. "And how's my boy?" "Fine," I answered. Then he grabbed my sisters, smothering them in his big arms, telling them how much he missed them. A minute later Dad put his arms around my shoulder, pulled me to his side like I was a rag doll and, asked again how I'd been. We anxiously crowded around as. We switched positions and I started to lick Birgit’s pussy again while touching her boobs. I know exactly when she’s about to finish – the next moment, she screamed and pressed her legs tightly together. Interesting experience when a woman gets an orgasm while a man is licking her pussy and another woman is kissing her, while touching her everywhere. Both of the women got their part and as I was pleasing the entire time them with my tongue and fingers, then Birgit let Pamela know it was my. The pictures were good, they were clearly really photographers. I sort of agreed but wanted to make sure I looked a bit more like it and had a chance to ‘do my face.’ But they didn’t want that, just normal work style. In the studio I could glam up a bit.TSo we settled on photos for the next day on the train and they wanted to know if I had a sexier skirt, pencil or tighter fitting and black, that would make better shots on the train. So when they found me the next day I was in my tightest. She was surprised to findthat she actually meant what she'd just said, although she was yet todetermine whether the last part was true."I guess you'll be dressing like a dweeb soon as well then?" Fiona bitback, not denying the truth of Lauren's words."I'll dress how I feel comfortable now with no pressure to look perfect.That sort of thinking drives you to being a bitch and I don't want to bethat person anymore," The pressure of having the best looks enforced abitchy competition that she'd once.