We crashed on the couch, and began watching TV while we talked. It was quite cold, so we cuddled under the blankets. I don’t know why, but I instinc...ively reached for her hand, feeling its warmth against mine. She gripped mine back, and we sat, lying against each other. After some time, and switching positions a few times, I found myself holding her thigh, quite low down. She didn’t seem to notice. We sat like this for a while, until Jess decided to change positions again, leaning over me, and. It had long sleeves with a draped neck thatshowed off my tits. It was a show stopper and it clung to me making mefeel very pretty. Belinda dressed in a tight leather skirt and seethrough top. Her bra was visible and her tits looked fabulousunderneath. She was truly a very beautiful girl.We walked arm and arm to the hotel restaurant. By now I felt verycomfortable as Trina and also loved how my ass wiggled as I strutteddown the hall showing off my cleavage to onlookers. Belinda loved how Igot. ‘Ava,’ his voice was dark and smooth, sending shockwaves through her. Mendoza cupped her face gently, his thumbs tracing her jaw and chin. Ava’s conscience reared up to do battle, he saw the change in her eyes, making them golden. Mendoza conceitedly continued, trying to push her boundaries. ‘How many suitors had their hearts broken before me Mistress Moreau? I know you are not immune to passion, it flows through your veins…when will you surrender to me?’ Ava’s eyes grew vicious, she jerked. The third shotgun, my original, was in our loft in the Wrigley.I called the Sullivans and told Jessie what had happened. She said, “We’re gone.”Next: Vanessa. No hesitation, “I’ll take the kids to Mission Hills. What’s Phillip’s New York number?”I gave it to her, my voice subdued. “Wait until the police show up. They’ll escort you, make sure there’s no tail.” Pilar could sit on Walker’s lap. I didn’t need to tell Vanessa to garage the distinctive Jag. I did say, “Take the shotgun.”Who else? I.