" You willing to help us, keep your ears open?" No," she said. "I don't give a damn about this stupid war. Hope it ends soon. Good men are out there g...tting themselves killed, both sides."I nodded agreement to that."How long have you run this place?" I asked."Since my father died and my man run off," she said. "Went west, he did, took most of our savings with him." When was that?" Year, no, year and half now," she said, making a sour face.That answer peaked my interest and stirred my groin. I. And she says she does) and to change into her Prettiest Girl outfit. I forbid her to clean up her face.We have a number of "PG" outfits for these occasions, all of them extremely sexy – or on a sexy girl they are anyway, on an ugly dumpling like Cynthia they look absurd and very funny. There's two of each outfit, one for me and one for her, so for the contest we can wear the same thing. Only fair, right? Course they're all in my size not hers, so this gives me an advantage – as if I needed any. .letting you taste my lips more deeply for the first time... and I press my chest further against you...not letting you escape from me...as I gently suck your lower lip...and you feel my manhood growing and hot and warm as my lower body presses up against yours"Mmmmm" you can feel just how hard you're making me...my cock straining at my slacks as I kiss you deeper and fiercely now...letting you taste the tip of my warm probing tongue with your own [and I want to hear more about your adventures. I called down the stairs and heard their response so I went downstairs to greet the girls. I tried covering my nervousness with jokes and a breezy confidence – I don’t know how successful I was.The rec room looked ready for the party. The girls were sitting together on one of the sofas with their arms draped casually around each other. I quickly found out that Bonnie knew all about the events of last night and was squarely in my corner. Except that Bonnie was adamant that Jen still wanted to.