“So, are you from around here?” she asked.“Yes,” I replied, rubbing B’s ears and scratching her tail.“What is his name?” Tasha asked as ...he scratched Buddy’s ears.“Buddy,” I replied, “but he also answers to asshole and a few other things.”Tasha chucked.“B is short for ‘bitch’,” Tasha retorted.“She doesn’t look like a bitch,” I replied.“Trust me,” Tasha remarked, standing up. “She is a bitch in every sense of the name.”I scooted my seat back and asked Tasha if she wanted to sit for a bit. She. I held her and slowly began to fuck in and out. I couldn’t believe how good Pat felt.She continued to talk to mom as if nothing was going on. She paused a couple of minutes after I started and then shook her head. I almost groaned as her pussy spasmed around my cock. Mom had glanced at us but didn’t say anything. It was only a minute later that I slowly pushed as deep into her as I could before spewing huge streams of cum. Pat glanced back and smiled as I continued to pump my cum into her. When. He finished his drink quickly, leaving me on my own at the table, which was a high circular one with bar stools around it.My new clothes hadn't been delivered yet, so I wore an old faithful yellow and white mini dress, white high heels, and a bright red bra and pantie set, which showed a little through my dress. My legs were a lovely colour because of all the sunbathing, so I didn't wear hold-ups or stockings this time.I watched all that was going on with interest. But it dawned on me after. I was ordered to take a seat against the wall and Harold's two friends sat on either side of me. I watched the conversation between Harold and Jenny. Well, it wasn't really a conversation. Harold was giving her instructions and she was listening and nodding despondently.Apparently she had a problem with something he had told her that she would have to do. It looked like she was trying to reason with him, or plead with him. After only a moment's heated discussion I saw that look of resignation.