" Going to the phone sshe looks back saying, "Mothering is something that never totally leaves a woman... but it was fun doing what we were doing."My ...ock begins to drain into my shorts and I am checking to see if anything is visable. She is on the phone: "Alice. Amy. What's my Tom doing? Oh, OK. No, that's fine just call when you're headed over here so I can turn on the drive lights on. OK hun, see you." Guess I'll go," getting up. "Why? There still time to be friends," and with that. 'What are you doing tonight?' she asked innocently 'Well, nothing important' I replied cautiously 'And I'm sure I can get away for a night' said Janet 'So that's settled then' said MargaretI had a distinct feeling that I had totally lost all control of the situation.At around 5.30 both women appeared at my desk and said they were ready to leave. I lived on my own at the time so had no excuses to make to anyone. Margaret was divorced and Janet was married to a guy. " She flicked the finger over the girl's clit causing her to nearly yelp. Helen teased her fingers over and around the lovely little snack until they glistened as if buttered. Then, unable to resist, she used her tongue to explore the same territory. Denise squirmed and whimpered. Helen thrust her tongue deeply into the girl and had to hold back her own moans of pleasure. She knew that time was short and eventually one of her staff would check to see if the door was locked so she decided to aim. ”“Well, Richard – who’s your second-string substitute, if you can’t play on game day?”“What about that Jimmy kid we ran into, earlier. He looked like he wanted to play.”“No, Rich ... if you’re on the disabled list, then I’ll just have to play both offense and defense.”Well, that certainly put a rise in my Levi’s. As this happened, I broke into a smile and announced, “It appears that nothing is broken, but there may be swelling.”“Oooh, I like swelling, Wichie.”I could finally sit down, and I.