She jumped out of her seat, and within a couple of seconds she’d stripped off her dress and bra. Her little nipples had already peaked with exciteme...t, standing pink and proud, the areolas stiff with goosebumps.I stripped off my t-shirt and stood naked in front of her. She watched my cock nervously, its veins bulging, twitching with anticipation of her soft girl-flesh. “Do you want to take those off?” I asked, touching the satin bow on the front of her panties. And then, perversely, I added,. "What are you guys up to?" Doris had a slight frown on her face, surly David wouldn't have told them... then she saw John lock the door and pull down the shade. "Oh David, you don't think I..." Actually I do Doris. I've told John and Peter what you and I did the other day and showed them the pictures - they know. Now we all..." You little shit!" Doris exploded. "Jesus Christ don't you ever think before you act? This would put my job on the line, Mr. Todd's and your mother's too. Now you want to. You okay dad? Shelly asked. She was barely containing a chuckle.I knew, she knew, exactly what was going on. She had probably rehearsed Amy on what to do under the table. Amy’s fingers stroked my hard cock as she sipped her coffee like nothing unusual was going on.None too soon the food arrived. Amy’s had withdrew from my shorts as she began cutting her sausage into round slices with her knife. Shelly on the other hand, I noticed from the corner of my eye, was intently moving the food around on. Even at twelve, Terence had wondered at the sadness of that existence. The one thing he had found interesting about football was the complex patterns the players made as they moved around the pitch. He’d watched it on TV sometimes, a good team like Liverpool or Bayern Munich, how each player would react to the positions of the other players. It looked almost instinctive – like starlings, he thought. He’d come up with a theory, which he was still working on. It wasn’t that crowds acted like.