Her own backside was fully tanned almost into her deep crack. She had even wadded her cheeks to spread open a little bit when she was browning them up... Cynthia was one of those girls of fair complexion whose skin was overly sensitive to the rays of the sun. Her obsession in keeping herself nice and brown was more of a defensive strategy than an attempt to secure additional male attention to her already highly desirable body.In point of fact, Cynthia was a product of generations of inbreeding. "That's my little sister!" Giggle."Well," I said, "it's something to think about. And we don't need to make a decision tonight." Yeah," Cindy giggled. "We can sleep on it and make a decision tomorrow!" Another giggle. "No, seriously. I was just thinking and I thought I would put it on the table."Alan looked serious. "No, Cindy. I think it's an interesting idea. Like you said though, we can sleep on it, we can go home with it, we can think about it, and we can talk some more. Dan and I need to. He then grabbed Ana by her wrist and dragged her inside.I was listening to everything so clearly. I was jealous about this son of a bitch that was taking my sensual wife just because he had the power of doing it. The bastard was pressing on her and even blackmailing my poor Anita.My imagination ran wild. I put some headphones on and just closed my eyes there sitting in the car, listening every sound and enjoying this as it was a porn movie.Ana just moaned and cried in ecstasy from time to time.. ..what?" Malcome said panicked."Oh never mind."Malcome sighed as he watched Tom watch the girls stride out of theauditorium. "I wish..." he sighed.Tom turned to him. "What was that?" Oh nothing... it's just..." Just what?" I wish I had their job! Getting oggled and looked at all the time.That would be great!"Suddenly before he knew it a green haze came over the room. The worldstopped a moment and a small green leprechaun appeared out of nowhere."Want their job, huh?" he said smiling."No....