” The blonde twin reached ahead and grabbed her sister’s shoulder and squeezed. “Whatever, it’s been too long! My girls! My husband’s credit...card! Montreal! This is going to be a hell of a weekend!”“I’m taking you for very important wedding purposes.” Jewel lectured. Her heart was in her throat. “I choose where we go.”“No problem.” Brandy said bouncing and dancing. “You’ve got great taste. I’ll blow money in whatever store you take me too.”“Can we get some bumps this weekend? Or at least some. I promise you won’t be able to sit down in comfort for a week.”She smiled through her tears, “Only a week, I can see I’m going to have to stock up with batteris.”“Well you’re better off than I will be, the water never gets really cold out there,” he grinned.The next day he was busy in his office, the pile of folders was finally diminishing. At lunchtime he popped into the mess; the three others were there with long faces.“Have you heard the news?” Tim asked him, “The girls can’t make it this. “Whatever,” I said, and I picked up my handbag and case and left the house, clicking in my heels up the drive and onto the pavement. The day dragged and the girls were all excited waiting for party time at 4.00pm! They had all dressed up in a similar fashion to me. Miss Sharples commented on how pretty we all looked. 4.00 pm came and a mini bus was laid on to take us to the bar. We must have looked like any other Hen night party group of girls, in our heels and pretty clothes. After about. . “We get to watch YOU strip,” she giggled.“Yeah,” Jenn agreed.Did I mention SECOND refill?“I’m bashful,” I said, turning my back on the two of them sitting together on the sofa.“That’s okay like, that, Dil. You got a nice ass,” Jamie tittered.At least I didn’t have socks on. I turned, nude, sporting a chubbie. “Well, here I am,” I said. “Your turn.”They did it. Two of them. Naked. And I’m the only guy in the room and... “He’s getting HARD,” Jenn squealed. She wasn’t able to pull off a good.