The third time he pulled up, he lifted up a State Trooper's hat from off the seat next to him. I hit the brakes like a deer had just jumped across the...road. I heard his engine roar to life as he sped away. Evidently he had more pressing business than me to take care of.A million thoughts ran through my mind. What if Christine had taken a turn for the worst? What if she had stopped breathing? How would I respond if she was awake? What if she didn't want to see me and asked me to leave? What if. I don’t know why I did that because Sally just looked at it as if it was from an episode of the Addams Family. It may well have been, I always wondered where that hand got to in the middle of the night and often fantasised that Morticia lay in bed cradling it between her thighs. Remember how that finger used to wiggle.I was polite to Sally, who I have to say looked remarkably attractive with her lovely lips and beautiful smile and apart from the hair, which was a fashioned blonde wig and the. Usually it worked out that Teresa scarfed up someone in his twenties or younger and Alexi took home a nice thirties-something. Sometime, though, they both went after the same guy and Teresa didn't always win. Teresa could understand that; some men couldn't pass up the opportunity to get lost in Alexi's ample expanses of hips and bosom. Besides, Alexi had one slightly unfair advantage that Teresa could hardly begrudge; Alexi always wore clothes skimpy enough to show she was a little bit. .."Terence wasn't thrilled at the change-up; he had one hand on a decent-sized titty and a finger stuck between the loose lips of a bare pussy -- this bitch was just like the sluts in fuck flicks! She kept telling him shit to do and calling him Honey, but she was jacking his meat pretty professionally ... Candace sensed his reluctance and smiled at him. "I'll be here when the time comes -- you might as well check out the competition..." Awright..." Terence withdrew his finger from her wet twat.