"And," Mrs. Foster continued, "you were babysitting for her?"This was addressed to Shannon and she answered. "Yes." Well, the party where the Jensens ...ere? The host was Ted Foster. He's some sort of cousin, third cousin twice removed or second cousin thrice removed, something like that, of my husband's. We aren't close enough to go to the party. They'd have to hold it in the gym. You know." The last was directed at Steve. There were larger Anderson clans in town, but his relatives weren't all. ‘What took you so long?’ His breath tickled my right ear as he spoke, I couldn’t see him, or anything for that matter.He pulled me into the laundry room, I felt his hand slide up my thigh, ‘What are you doing?!’ I cried out with mock-horror in my voice, I knew exactly what he was doing.He didn’t bother answering my question, he just began moving his hand farther and farther up my short skirt. Slowly, the fingertips of his right hand brushed underneath my bum, slowly moving their way up to the. "But you're a guy, right?" Right. The girls are downstairs."Walking right by me, I followed her downstairs to the rec room. She must be a good friend because she seemed to know her way around the house very well.Tonya and Tracy were sitting on the couch drinking beer."Hey, Shiel. I see you met the maid." You guys are a trip. Is she or he, really the maid?" Yep. She's really the maid. Mom just hired her yesterday." Where's the beer?"Soon we were all drinking beer and smoking a blunt. They sat on. Normally when Trish and I make love I start by eating her pussy and when I got between her legs her hands went to my head to guide me down. I don't know if it was just reflex because that was the way we always did it or because she knew she was full of another man and wanted to see what it would be like to have me taste him, but I wasn't going to go there. No way! I might have been sick enough to want to know what it would be like to take sloppy seconds, but I was in no way curious about what.