Furious? Despairing? Helpless? I wanted out!"I must say, Denise," Jake added when at last they finished snogging infront of me and turned their att...ntion back to the one silent onlookerin the room. "You're a very close second to Helen. Some might say morethan that. Two such lovely women living here together all this time!Incredible! How have you avoided marriage?" Denise doesn't like to say," Helen said. "Though I can. For a whileshe thought she was a lesbian, and maybe she still. I wanted to feel what it was like to go outside whiledressed. I opened the door and there she stood. That I day wore her pinksatin bra and panty set with a stretch lace garter belt and whitestockings.She said, "Ooh my, but you just look so pretty my darling James, were youon your way out dressed like that, What do I call you, James does not fitany more" Karen was smiling as she spoke to me and she spoke so gently itdid not appear she was cross.I said, "I was just going to sit on the patio. You. I started to slowly move up and down on his now throbbing cock, loving every minute of it. The next thing a set of headlights appeared at the end of the road, we both shit ourselves and he ran off back to his car and I readjusted myself. The car cruised past us both slowly, a guy by himself, obviously down there looking for the same as us. He drove down to the bottom of the road, turned around and drove back off again. Once we were both sure he had gone the guy got out of his car and strolled. The other two took some insistent convincing that walking about the landscape in damp weather was not some outlandish kind of perversion. I had to tell Wilbur that this was a good chance to get an idea of how much of his special paper grass was there for him to harvest. He surrendered quickly and was the first to be outside, tapping his feet. Eighty-odd years old, more than ninety considering all the time he spent in other phases, and as excitable as a youngster."Sir, may I draw your attention.