Say hello to William for me." My mom is always happy when I do things that get my out of my room."I can stay here, tonight." I yelled up to his room. ... went into the front guest room and put away my shoes. When I went to find him, he was brushing his teeth. He was wearing a blue pair of silk pajama pants and cute little fuzzy slippers. "Hey, Ry. You okay?" He asked as he rinsed his brush off. "Yeah. Just a little sad. It seems like it ended so fast. But I'm alright." I brushed my teeth with his. Then there was a swagger of sound as Vince walked in and took a chair at a table already occupied by several tough characters. My enhanced hearing allowed me to eavesdrop on their conversation. I tuned out the rest of the noise and listened in to what that rat fuck had to say to his friends."How did you do today, Or Chai, black boy?" asked one of the four who were seated. He looked like he was in charge. Or Chai is black boy in the Hokkien dialect. The slur was a reference to his dark. Too bad, I like her in those, don’t often see Karen in high heels and it’s sexy as hell. She pushed them off and had to stand, turning around, facing away from us, to take off her stockings. “No way,” Connor complained, “the rules say you can’t turn away.”“What rules?” Karen protested.“Just… the rules. You can’t,” he insisted.She grumbled out a ‘fine’ and turned back facing us, but trying hard to reach up under her dress without raising it too high to reach the top of her stockings. Sheeit!. OH MY GAWD! Christine had just now gotten to a place where she could look over the counter and see what the receptionist really looked like. The receptionist was dressed in a tight clinging stretch top that left ‘nothing’ to the imagination, and in her own mind, Christine meant ‘nothing’. The receptionist’s nipples could be seen in outline just below the bottom of the low-cut neckline. What is more the tight top actual pushed her breasts upward so that they were practically falling out of it..