‘Here’s the way I see it,’ I said, in a burst of manic frustration. ‘This place isn’t perfect. We can go on with our searching. Maybe we’l... find something better, maybe we won’t. This place is pretty small for two people. It’s not worth what he’s asking. But it’s got a roof. It’s in a decent location. It’s available. We’ll probably end up having to get roommates anyway. Why not you and me? We can go back up there and get this place right now. Get all this searching and uncertainty over and done. It was a red and black checkered pattern of light flannel, with a low cut neckline that would always balloon open when she leaned over. She sat on the edge of the bed and began to massage my legs, doing one and then the other, from my calves to just above the knee. "Let me get more comfortable," she said as she stood up and pushed my legs apart. She climbed onto the bed between my feet and kneeled, sitting back on her legs. She resumed her massage with steady, gentle pressure along both legs.. After a while Roger and Trisha got dressed, JJ came in and saw the two chatting as though nothing had happened, “hi son just popped in to see if you and Trisha would come around for a drink, your mother is away and could do with some company”? That weekend JJ and Trisha turned up, Trisha was excited as she was going to try and convince JJ and Roger to fuck her at the same time, she had played with herself nearly all day and was dripping wet, not wearing any panties they say drinking and having. "Let have that top off now," he said.I'll have to do some adjusting here," she giggled, "or I'll be showing too much. There that's better." It is rather small," he said, "no wonder your mother had a fit." It's the fashion this year," she said defending her purchase."You might as well no bother with that top," he laughed, "it hardly covers anything." Well if I can pluck up the courage I may go topless next year," she giggled nervously."You can start now if you want?" he said knowing he still had.