She couldn't call him for an okay. And after all, didn't Mr. Dodge take special care to emphasize that Mrs. Dodge would be at the party too? What coul... be wrong with accepting his kind invitation? Surely, the contacts she could make at a party like this would be a great help in her modeling career, maybe even in Phillip's art practice.Jessica was reluctant for another reason, too... it was only a few short days since that horrible night at Marty Felder's. That nightmare was still indelibly. In seconds she swatted him with another powerful swipe with one of her claws hit his open eye. He turned and ran. May would have chased him but she was concerned about her litter and returned to them. She stared at the male who was pawing at his eye. She had blinded him in that one eye. She laid back down to let her cubs feed upon her milk. It was almost time for her to stop feeding them and for the trio to eat the scraps from their next hunt.It was a school holiday. Andy and Jill were grocery. .. ohhhhhh, Eric." She started shuddering again, arching her back, pressing into my hands. "Yes. Yes!"Marissa stopped stroking me then, her breathing ragged. "Okay, I give up," she said, pulling down her shorts. "I don't care if it isn't special, I need this." She pulled down her panties. "Now." I started to ask if she was sure, but she shoved her tongue in my mouth when I opened it, then pulled back, putting a finger on my lips. "Don't talk me out of it," she whispered. "I need this." But...". We were at this club and were drinking pretty heavy. We met this other couple, about our age. The woman's name was Bess an she was in her early fifties, attractive, blonde hair, "D" cup titties, big blue eyes, dynamite ass and real pretty face.Her husbands name was Pete. We hit it off real well and they were drinking as heavy as us and we were all getting a real good drunk on. Both women were flirting with every man in the club. There were these four twenty something guys that started hanging.