They left home just after seven pm, having just finished dining on fresh roast chicken and salad. The car was full of all the food they could carry, p...us some of their clothes, along with a few blankets and duvets. Their personal valuables went as well, but the house was left as if they intended returning. Even the dishes, although washed, were still stacked on the draining rack. Apart from the lack of food, the house looked as if it was still occupied.Sue drove, the first time she had driven. I started walking towards the bar, when Jeremy said, "Why don't we godownstairs to the Starbucks?" I was nervous now. I had worked with Jeremy at a series of agenciesover the years. He moved up the ladder to the point where he was now acreative director. I had been as high as senior copywriter which, if Iwere being honest, was more a function of years of service than any lovefor my work. I was good at what I did, but I had achieved my level.Jeremy and I would go to lunch every so often. "It's just that I shaved my pussy just for this occasion and I want every guy here to initiate it with a big load of jizz."The young girl spread her feet apart so Don and Mike could see her clean-shaven cunt. Except for a tiny patch of hair just above her protruding cunt, the girl's cunt was as silky smooth as the day she was born."I don't know about you, man, but I've always wanted to fuck a naked pussy," Mike remarked, humping his towering prick up into her twat."Me too," Don said as Kim. I don’t know how our friendship became so important to me, but it is.’ ‘It is to me too, Sian. And I don’t want to do anything that would get in the way of that.’ Bridget paused as she thought about her words. ‘I also know that I care for you a lot, and I wouldn’t want to hurt you.’ ‘I care about you too, Bridget,’ Sian started to say but Bridget to reached out her hand to indicate she wasn’t done. ‘No. When I say that I care for you, I mean I think I have feelings for you. Or at least, I am.