“Hamster,s not bad.” I told her. “Yes. I,ve caught my hubby on that one once or twice. We,re at an awkward situation right now! He,s ignoring me...when it comes to sex and won,t tell me why!” “Is he having an affair then.?” “Don,t think so. He,s worried about his job and thinks he might get made redundant as they,re considering cutting staff to economise. I,m so damned frustrated I can,t think straight!” “Well you Know your Mum and I haven,t fucked in years!” I sighed. “So we can help each other. "That is an excellent idea. We are also going to turn the upstairs into another space just like this. You will be able to drive up to the second level parking lot, if all the spaces are taken down here. From that parking lot in back, there are only three steps up to the second level." I guess I could manage three outside steps," I admitted. Helen's Sit Down Spot was clumsy, but it had a charm that matched the bag breakfast. It seemed as though I wasn't the only one who thought so. Helen was. “Not quite yet,” came a female voice from across the room, Susan stood there with her fingers working furiously between her thighs, “they may have done with you but I haven’t quite finished with you yet.”Isi was pushed back on the bed, her thighs opened once again and Susan licked the twenty nine year old Indian girl’s arse and cunt clean of the men’s cum which brought Isi off again. Then the older lady moved up Isi’s body and opened her mouth, Isi could see Susan’s mouth still containing the. Anyway, I fantasize about most things, not just guys. That's probably, no, that IS why I like to write. Sort of crystalizes my ideas. I wanted to call the hero in this story "Otis" after stepdad's pseudoname. I don't know why he won't even use his real first name. Go figure. I wanted to call her "Cathy". He refused that idea so we used the usual tear off names. --------------------------------------------------------------- Four Girls .