“What’s that?” I asked, puzzled.“It must be my Manager,” he replied with a frown. “If he’s seen the lights still on and the alarm hasn�...t been set he’ll be wondering what’s going on. I’d better take the call. Just a moment.”The boy hurriedly pulled on his trousers and disappeared into the low glow of the security lights.I sat there wearing nothing more than my heeled sandals, my mind spinning, contemplating what had just happened and wondering what on earth would happen now. If we had been in. "I couldn’t believe that she would dare go into a restaurant wearing only a skimpy string bikini and heels, but the very idea gave me a raging hard on.Wendy took my arm and said, "Let’s go, lover, I’m ready."Karen excitedly said, "YES, me too."As Wendy and I were leaving the house, I heard Karen tell Frank, "Fuck me in the ass, all whores love an ass Fucking."Wendy and I didn’t get much sleep that night, I don’t think Karen and Frank did either. Noon on Sunday we met at the designated. She had no control over the pleasure she was feeling, and smiled as she looked up. When she looked down she closed her eyes as she kissed him. Her mouth let out soft high pitched cries, uncontrollably, leaving her out of breath every other squealing cry, and was looking down at his face to see if he needed her to do anything to be hotter for him, so he would cum in her quicker. She saw him staring at her belly button on her perfect little tanned tummy, as it was rubbing on his. He could feel. ...." Cool, they're on the way but promise me we'll at least have different hairlater," said Kayla, pulling at her ribbon. "I've so had it with this braid." Kayla, enough," scolded her grandmother, coming back over and stoppng her."Please just give it a rest and we'll fix all that later." Fine," spouted Kayla. "But I'm not settling for any crappy hairdo latergrandma. If my dress is going to be fancier than Krissy's was yesterday,than I need something better than this stupid braid." Of course.