~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Yoshiko froze, her eyes wide. Lips kissed at her mouth, tasting her spicy pussy juices she had smeared on her lips. But t...ere was no one in the stall, no one who could kiss her. And yet she could feel soft, feminine lips nibbling on her lower lip, a tongue lightly licking.A soft feminine voice sighed: Ōjo-sama.Yoshiko tried to speak, but she couldn't. She was being kissed. A body was straddling her. Yoshiko could see her skirt pressed down to her crotch by someone. "Chicken pot pies from the Chicken Pie Shop OK for dinner, Jack?" Sure. Sounds good. Have we got enough for three?" If you can get by with only one of the large ones."He said, "Nancy, would you like to stay for dinner?"She looked at me cautiously. "Uh, I wouldn't want to put you out."I smiled and said, "It's no big deal. It'd be kind of fun to have someone over who's not family." OK. If you're sure." Alright. I'll make a salad to go with them."Jack said, "Good, Honey. Now Nancy. What do you. ”“She never said?”“No. Then he hit on Rhonda, and that was the final straw.”“Lesbian Rhonda?”“Yes. I don’t know if she let him know. But even then, he’d had an assistant who defended herself from his advances by claiming she was a lesbian.”“She wasn’t.”“Mostly. But bisexual.”“One of your lovers?”“Yes. The only married woman I regretted was my first girlfriend. She wasn’t married, but had a fiancé when she almost raped me. And we had a couple flings after she married. She claimed that her. She looked up at Kara approvingly. 'That's quite a comfortable set-up. Is he toilet and television seat both?' she asked perceptively, glancing at the TV directly in front of the bench.Kara smiled graciously. 'Quite correct, Laura,' she said, pouring herself another glass of wine. She offered the bottle to Laura. 'S'more?''Please,' Laura responded with a silent giggle. Her groin felt warm and alive. A drink would be splendid.In quick succession, the other three women followed after Laura, each.