She had a fever. She visited a doctor that evening that is why she is late. I scolded her for not taking care of herself properly. She was astonished ...or my caring words.She got well and went to job as usual from next day. The next week Thursday, she came to my house by 10 am in the morning in a nightie. I was confused about seeing her like that. She said she have finished all the work at her house so she came to check on me. We were talking in the hall and asked what I was doing. I replied I. He watches through the preview screen as she lifts her big saggy breasts and they spill out onto her chest. He then orders her to jiggle her shoulders and strut back. She thinks to herself that all her years of dance lessons have led to this. She begins in a burlesque strut and her huge breasts obscenely wobble. He orders her to dance and show her talents. She objects and protests that she knows nothing of this type of dancing. He laughs and accounts for her all he knows of her dance training. It ended with see you in two hours.Tonya seemed really happy to know that we had the house to ourselves and that we hadn’t been screwing with her about it. We escorted Tonya up to Billy’s bedroom. First she wanted to know if we had ever had a threesome together and we replied that we had. Then Tonya wanted to know whom it was with. Cautiously I told her that it was with Billy’s thirteen-year-old sister Julie. Tonya wanted to know who was in her ass and Billy said that he had been. Then Tonya. Laughing, I said we’d better talk about something else. But, job done. He now knew I was a stockings girl who probably wore sexy underwear all the time. I had to get this point across because, of course, he’d seen up my skirt, and I didn’t want him to get the impression it was just for seducing him, tonight. That would be a bit too premeditated and maybe a bit tarty, I thought. So, a bit more chat about travel, cars, politics, whatever. More drinks, we were both a little tipsy, maybe. I moved.