Linda had regained her sanity. “Mom just said that we looked like Danny and Jennifer Hilts – ain’t that a hoot?”“Well, now that you say that...out loud, I see it a little, around the eyes. I think Danny was better looking than you bro,” Davey said as we walked in to the living room.I leaned into Davey and said, “Be careful, I could go back and have you living in Haight Ashbury, where the hippies all lived.”“And you Linda, you are much prettier than Jennifer Hilts. I even had a crush on my older. We're not ashamed of whom we are, but the bigots, the haters and the scandal mongers will have a field day. Mothers will be afraid to buy our books and the children will be disappointed. We can work at other things, of course, but we enjoy writing these books. It's fun." She dabbed at her eyes with a tissue and Claire hugged her again, "Can you help us?" "Damn right I can," I said, feeling my ears getting hot. I hate sneaks and cowards who hide behind the anonymity of the internet while. I looked past him through the large mirror he revealed - and into the bar. The very same bar where I had my first encounter with the gorgeous Michelle. We were looking through the other mirror, the one behind the bar in the room next door. Sarah was just entering the bar, with a man who was obviously another client. She led him by the hand and invited him to sit at the bar.After a couple of minutes chitchat, during which she got them both a drink, she moved behind the bar and reached down. I. Cord sat down, grabbed one smooth, nude shoulder, captured her head and kissed her."Mrarrrrr... no!" she gasped, pulling free. "I don't want..." But you haven't felt the full effect of my SS. I wanted Andy to show you. We just didn't get that far." Oh, Mr. Bannister, I COULDN'T. Two men in a motel room, why, my goodness..."He arched her back, locked his mouth on one of her incredible tits and palmed the other. That hard hot nipple in his mouth made his breathing go short. My God, this woman in.