I had to admit that the reception was good, very good indeed, no expense had been spared on the food and the vintage champagne and unlike most wedding...receptions where a disco would deafen everyone, Arnold had laid on a full orchestra.There were a lot of women there who Mum and Jill knew from their prison days, some of them far more muscular than I was and I shuddered at the thought of my two beautiful lovers being at their mercy.I drank a lot but it didn't seem to affect me, even mum noticed. ”We scattered some cushions on the floor in a corner and watched the dog settling down, then Becky reached for my baby doll and drew it off over my head.“I want us to be naked.”“Mmm, yes good idea.” I agreed and eased her thong down for her to step out of it.She squealed as I pushed her back against the wall and sank to my knees.We’d only ever used our fingers before, but we’d seen film clips on the internet and anyway, her little pussy looked so lovely I just had to taste it.Like me, she’d. I remembered the pictures. “Wait, I have something you need to see.” I jumped up and retrieved my camera, scrolled back through the pictures to the first one with Jacqui and Trisha kissing. I handed the camera to her and showed her how to go from one picture to another. I watched her face as she scrolled through one picture after another of her and Trisha making love. Her smile widened with every picture. “I love it! Can I have a copy of those?” “Certainly you can. We can make a CD for Trisha. Miserable. Waiting for it tobe over. But, you know, the false joy feels real, so it's tolerable." Anyway..." she continued, "hope you're less, you know, afraid totalk to me. Having you hang around makes this suck a little less."She started walking back into her house. I admired the rear view, whichmade me then feel guilty again about how awful Mrs. Chance had looked innearly the same attire. Then I thought of something."Monica," I called."Yeah?"I closed the gap between us."I know you can't get.