Nothing. I knew the wash basket was upstairs. As I climbed the stairs I heard someone in the bathroom, someone unmistakenly moaning. Maz must have bee... feeling secure as the door was ajar. I could see her sat on the toilet, her feet up on the bath side. On one leg hung her lacy white panties. In between her legs and well shoved up her pussy was a large black dildo. The said dildo was wetly going in and out of her red pussy, the one I'd been so close to on holiday and was buzzing away like a. I looked at both of the girls and realized that they were already in their 2 piece swimsuits although they did have very short shorts on, they both filled them in well. Not only was Britney very pretty and had nice breasts so did Kelly. I could also almost make out their nipples. Shit! I could feel the beginnings of a chub! I had to plan my escape and get into better clothes. Britney wanted to hear all about my race, how far, how much training, where was it, who was coming to cheer me on.. It had to be McCarthy; I was the only one living here, right? Inside the box, I found four individual shrink-wrapped packets with a note. The note said, "Please consume in numerical order", and sure enough, each one was numbered. I threw number one in my lunch bucket for the following day and left the rest on the counter. I should tell you that the contents were all healthy food: nuts, raisins, dates, dried apricots, sunflower seeds and things like that. All of it had a delicious taste, too.. Their leaving was delayed. Over the course of the next hour another car showed up with Carol Canneloni, an old school friend of Lauren’s, carrying several jug bottles of wine. Carol was followed by a catering truck with several oversized sub sandwiches and a tray of condiments and side dishes. Just after the meal was dropped off and the catering truck left, Peter’s Jeep pulled up, with a large van following behind.Peter curiously noticed the growing congestion in front of his future home. He.