As she exited she was met by Jenny. The hallway was small, and the two women were just inches apart. Jenny sighed, as she was thanking Cindy for the w...nderful afternoon. Cindy inhaled her breath, the warmness of her new friend, seemed to Cindy like they had been friends all their lives. She didn’t know why, but Cindy bent slightly forward, her intention was to kiss her new friend on the cheek, as she did with all her friends. But instead of her cheek, Cindy felt her lips touch Jenny’s. Her kiss. Roger sat back in the chair, his legs wide and his eyes transfixed between Ella’s slim thighs, her thigh gap was allowing a perfect view of her squashed labia lips beneath the thin fabric of her new panties, his cock upright and his hand quivering ever closer to its shaft.Ella smiled knowing that she was teasing the old man to the point of no return, “Go on grandad, wank for me” she instructed and the old man took hold gently and slowly rubbing up and down, Ella’s eyes widened as she saw the. Frank yanked his shorts on and pulled the sheet over his naked sister. "Good night Angie." He said. He left, closing the door behind him. Angie was asleep before he was across the hall.Angie yawned and stretched under the crisp sheet. The sun was high in the sky. She never slept naked and that brought memories of last night rushing back to her. Could that really have happened? Yes, she knew it did, and smiled. She hadn't been satisfied like that in a long while. But then the shame came creeping. "They picked up their spears, heading down the hill through the everpresent rain in what they hoped was a generally northern direction. Pete hefted his spear appreciatively, trying its balance. It was made from a slender shaft of hard wood, with a chipped flint head. Amy's was a little lighter, its head a needlesharp fang lashed to a bamboo shaft. Light enough to be thrown, but they were really meant for stabbing at close range. He just hoped that they wouldn't be needed, but in the meantime.