He gave Leslie Anne a half-smile of acknowledgement, too bashful to speak.“Fancy doing it for real?”“Who?”“Us, silly. You and me.”“Where...”“In your bedroom, of course. I’ve only got my bra and panties on under this housecoat.”She pulled the coat’s belt loose to reveal the lace-trimmed black half-cup bra and matching panties with a scallop-edged split crotch opening. With one hand she provocatively spread it wider, revealing the slit of her smoothly-shaved quim. He could see that it was already. What is his name going to be now? Is it still Jackson Thomas Cardigan? Sounds like a law firm to me,” I teased as I signed the adoption papers, trusting Karen more than Jill with the upbringing of my only son.“We’ll just call him Jack for short, at least for now. And we’ll love him to pieces, I swear it. Thank you for this. Only ... our business isn’t quite finished. I want you to witness this. Megan and Karen both know what I’m talking about here. Here’s ... my draft for a postnuptial. He went on to say"I will also tell you that Katrina was adopted by us after her family died in a plane crash when she was little, she is distantly related to this family and of her own influential line. Both her parents were our best friends since early childhood and she is as dear to me as Alexis. Our families intermarried generations ago to cement nation-state alliances. But due to unfortunate circumstances, now both Alexis and Katrina are the last descendants of each family. It is not only. "But it's not my fault Debbie is late." But, if we do that," Jackie replied, "Then the game will be over too quickly. As much as I would love to spank that big ass (pointing to Marion), I also want to play poker."Then, Beth offered a compromise. "Why don't we play as planned; only Marion will be penalized two items of clothes? The three of us will all start the game with four items, but she will only have two."Jackie and Jenny thought for a moment, and then turned to Marion. "That sounds fair.".