“Show her the matching one, Cheyenne,” Barbara Jean offered enthusiastically and while I didn’t want to see it – I couldn’t unsee it. Cheyen...e had a matching ankle tattoo of a black ace of spades just like Barbara Jean.All four of them had the tattoo and they were proud of it.“You can’t just walk out of the house naked,” I demanded.“You are right Reba, we better run! Duray is probably getting impatient” Brock suggested and with that the four of them opened the door and did a midnight dash. Sis and I talked and I let slip that things between me and Bruce were not all beer and skittles. What I didn’t tell her was that he seemed to have lost interest in me to the extent that we hadn’t had sex for several weeks. He kept saying work was draining him and he was too tired. If it wasn’t for my masturbation sessions I would have been climbing the walls. Amy twigged that there was something wrong and bit by bit, over a couple of visits, she dragged out the whole sorry story. I assured her. I worked my dick in her crack for a whole 3 minutes and released kissing her neck. Then she pushed me back, asking me to sleep properly and reiterating that my dad is in the next room. I obeyed her instructions.Over the next 15 days, we continued a similar arrangement minus naughty smiles from mom and our smile exchanges. She is a devoted wife and a caring mother. Only at night, she slept beside me and accepted my advances. My routine was fixed.I stick my dick in her ass crack and play around,. Warren!" I didn't think you three beautiful ladies would want to be seen in public with some disreputable-looking ex-ballplayer. I think this suit will fool most of 'em."Orlie looked over the suit with some care. "That's a thousand-dollar suit, I'd estimate," she said. "They'll think you're a big-shot out-of-town lawyer when you show up in that!"Well -- it was a pretty decent suit. I had never been a clotheshorse, but most of the guys who played for awhile in the Bigs learned how to dress..