..Of course, that assumed there would be anything left of the man he'd oncebeen, if and when that ever happened. The reflection he could dimly seein t...e windows he was passing certainly gave no hint of it. There wasjust an attractive nun in white robes with daringly bright and glamorousmakeup that could just as easily have graced a stripper on her way toentertain a stag party. The sort of stripper he'd once have taken greatdelight in turning into a whore, simply by offering a large enough sum. Their bus will drop them off in about fifteen minutes if it's on time. They're usually home from high school by five."He rolled over, kissed her and laughed, "Then maybe I ought to get dressed."The woman purred happily.Ten minutes later two girls came through the back door chatting and their mother introduced them to Billy who was sitting at the kitchen table drinking some orange juice. They were both beauties and the boy's still unrelaxed cock quivered. The younger girl was sporting a terrific. "You too, this time, okay?" she flirted.Laura nodded. She began to unbutton her blouse while Dawn again pulled her sweatshirt up over her head and tossed it over the back of the sofa. Instead of removing her bra too, she waited until Laura was finished pulling off her blouse. Her eyes lit up as they fell on Laura's bra, a wildly sexy pale green one with low-scooped cups. Laura had not worn it with any sexual assignation in mind but only because it made her feel good to have sexy underwear on. That goes for tennis, for taking her to bed, talking to her, it goes for all of it. I'm done with her. Period." Did you tell her that you and Joyce were intimate?" I laughed. Brenda hadn't changed a bit."I might have indirectly inferred that such was the case. I didn't mention Joyce by name. I think I said there was a girl who lived with us, and she let me do things with her whenever I wanted to." Did you accuse Brenda of having social diseases?" No. I said one of the advantages in the.