Some people live to work, but I’m the opposite. I work to live. The way I see it, life is meant to be enjoyed, not wasted on 12-hour workdays, seven...days a week, making money for some anonymous corporation or rich asshole living on a private island.When I left for my walk the sun was already up, obviously, which seemed odd to me. Usually I walk in the dark, before sunrise, unless it’s right after one of those goofy time changes.The day was hot and sticky. I knew that by the time I got back to. The girls and mom got matching dresses, shoes and tights. White and flowery. My eyes wandered on autopilot till Shawna elbowed me in the ribs and whispered Earth to Sean! Anybody home? You ready to go or what? All I could manage to spit out was um, ya I suppose. If I hadnt been so numb I might noticed the evil twinkle in Shawnas eyes that she gets when she has something devious on her mind. As it was all I could focus on was Shawnas and Sierras knee length dresses, white strappy shoes and those. Blasting loud rock music,which was odd since she hated that genre. She was dressing like a highschool slut and was bringing home three or more different men everynight.I was worried about her. I understand being on the rebound, but this wasjust ridiculous. I had to talk to her. When I went over and she answeredthe door I had to take a few minutes to make sure I was in the rightstate of mind.Tammy was a cutie, no doubt about it. She had a nice a toned athleticbody, cute freckles, and curly. He began to lick her cleavage with exaggeration. Going as far from bottom to top as he could. Remembering his underwear, he took it off revealing an 8” cock. Hard as a rock, and promising pleasure beyond her wildest dream, she looked at it in amazement. Tony saw this look on her face, and smiled. Happy with himself, he began to kiss her again. As they made out, Lola reached for Tony’s dick and began to stroke it. His dick only got harder, and hotter. He felt as if he were about to cum. .