“I sat on your bed comforting you… with the key between my legs,” Elena confessed.“I should have searched you.”“Yes…” Elena smiled coy...y. “Want me to try it on for you?”She slipped off her silk dressing gown and slowly squeezed back into the short skirt and paired it with an old white crop top which made for an outfit that looked even tartier against her slightly fuller figure.“You used to pin me down while wearing that,” Jake trembled, the past seeming inappropriate by today’s standards.“At. ”“What about cooks?”“That is a bit more difficult, but Camosun College has a chef’s program. There are all kinds of new cooks in this town.”“Do you have any experience managing a restaurant or dealing with suppliers and such?”“When the owners go on holidays, they leave me in charge. Why? What is this about?”“I have a list of problems I am trying to solve with one simple solution. The short of it is, I’m about to build a restaurant, and I need a manager. You are the first person I thought of.”“I. “WAIT! I want to spread my legs wide and have a photo of my pussy and my naked, shaved asshole!”We were still laughing when Becky washed her pussy and butt with the washcloth. Barb was laughing too, until Becky bent to put her mouth on her pussy.“OH FUCK YES! SUCK MY PUSSY! YOU MADE ME COME! I want you girls to show me how to do that. I would love to kiss and suck each of you the same way.”Laura told her, “Barb, now would be a great time to have your picture made with Eddie’s cock in your. They resumed their trip and, 11 miles later, came to a place where there was a natural bridge across the fissure. Dirt and rocks had fallen into the fissure from a rather tall hill that was sort of split by the fissure. Unfortunately, they could not use the bridge because the remainder of the hill was blocking the way. The only way to use the bridge would have been to spend a lot of time with pick and shovel clearing a path to make it wide enough for the vehicles. This was just plain.