And she’s not Jenn. Why does that make a difference?Still, I could feel the stirrings. Maybe this was the time.RIIINNNGGGG!!! Her phone.“Damnit!�... she said, rolling reaching for the nightstand. She eyed the screen, hissed “Jenn!” then “Hey, sis! Wassup?!?” Pause. “No, I’m already home. Dil did the shopping. We’re just kinda messin’ around.” Pause. “Well, uh-huh, sorta THAT kind of messin’ around.” Pause. “Nah, it ain’t getting further than this. Seriously.” Pause. “Sure, come on over.” Pause.. You know me too; we already know we can work well together. But I don't want to be the accounting part; I just want to work on the investment side. This is the company that has been doing all of my investments and we have done real well with them. Last week, I found out that my great uncle owned the company. He passed away and left the company to me. Now it's mine and the guy running the company right now is ready to retire. So my question to you is, will you at least think about it?" Sam, I'll. I would usually hang out with Jennifer until 6:00 though since i had worked at the movie theater in town at that time. One particular day, i had noticed Jenn and Becky acting particularly "perky". Very hyper, and very touchy feely with each other in a joking kind of way. You must know though that the two of them have claimed in the past to have fooled around some, but i had always figured it was bull shit, and only their way of teasing me. After the first two stops, all that was left was me,. "With care, he tugged the pull-tab of the slider down to the bottom stop. I shrugged out of the fabric, which Kevin draped over the chair.In my black bra and panties, I remembered the toy next to me. I tested the heft in my palm.Kevin untucked his shirt. "Would it help if I took off my clothes, too?"I removed his belt from his waistband. "I like watching you, too."Once he got down to his boxers, I asked him to unhook my bra.He wrapped his arms around me, initially floundered with the fasteners,.