“Mmm, nice neat trim. I have to say, Sarah, you have one hell of a beautiful, hot body that any guy would worship and give and receive pleasure with... Scott just doesn’t seem to know what he is missing. He must be gay!””Well I'm pleased you appreciate it. Oh, and nice looking cock too, bro!!” And they both laughed.As they put on their sun lotion, each turned to the other for help in those difficult to reach, parts of the body. When it was the other’s turn, the rubbing on of the lotion seemed. Her bikini bottoms were wadded in a damp twist on the floor and her tits hung loose, the triangles of the top pulled to either side. Her long hair was mussed and tangled.She looked at me via the mirror as I came in, “Hey,” She said, washrag in her hands. She didn't look pleased.“You okay?” I asked.“I’m fine.” She said, a little brusquely. I moved up behind her, pressing myself against her ass."Don't," She said.I backed off. "What's the matter?" What is it with guys' need to nut on your face?". Things were a little rough for the first couple of weeks but once the guys found out what the limits were, things settled down to a dull roar so to speak. We all laughed and joked and had a good time.It was around four months later. Willis had closed up and locked the door to the club when he said, "what do you say we have a drink and unwind. For some reason it was a pretty rough night. I think we both need a drink, what do you say Trudy" He went behind the bar and started mixing himself a. However, that sort of work ethic was never going to get her a scholarship and, given that her working class heritage had precluded any chance of meeting and marrying anyone above her station, by the time she was 20 years old, the slim, 5’ 6” blonde, with perky tits, long legs and a beautiful face realized she had to change her ways or be doomed to a life of dead-end jobs. So, naturally, Emma was ecstatic at being able to land a job as an “Home Care-Giver” so soon after obtaining her vocational.