" Pearl and Veronica were our maid and cook back in France. They have been with my parents for years, long before even Peter was born. They have helpe... raise me. It was hard to leave them behind."I have an idea. Why not bring Pearl and Veronica here to America?" I suggest on a whim.Everyone looks at me with a weird look. "What? Why not? I mean, they have a lot of family members here in America and we all know how sad both them and us were sad when we moved. Why not ask them to come back? Mom,. ?" Hmmm ... You never know what might happen next. Could be fun, though ... At any rate, I promise not to complain."Breathing hard, she contemplated the possibilities before them. She wanted this so bad, and her throbbing clit wasn't concerned about infidelity or about what other people thought. It demanded satisfaction and if Gerald wasn't interested in giving it to her, maybe Jamie would be."Well, I need to go get something," she said as she slipped past him, pretending not to notice as she. "Mark and Cleonora led her across the living room, threading a careful path through the squirming mass of female and canine bodies. Then they mounted the platform in front of the motion picture screen, still holding in bondage their precious blonde charge, and Mark raised his hand and called for silence.There was a wave of disgusted mumbled protest as couples, triples and quadruples became disjoined, their eyes focusing unwillingly on the trio in front of them. "We've got a virgin here," Mark. " I started to wrap all the new items up in tissue paper.Patrick's jeans, t-shirt, jacket and y-fronts went in a bundle in aplastic bag. Humm, I wonder how his new panties feel? I would haveloved to have asked, but felt that it wouldn't be appropriate.I finished writing the receipt and quietly handed it over. The look onher face was priceless, but suddenly she smiled and handed over hercredit card. I guessed she remembered that her friend was paying forthis little shopping extravaganza for what.