I reached around and unzipped Wendy’s sundress and she helped me pull it over her head. Now she wore a black demi-bra and matching panties and white...pumps. Her breasts weren’t huge but nicely presented in that bra and I kissed her cleavage. Wendy began pulling at my golf shirt as I reached around the back to unclasp her bra. “It’s in the front”, Wendy said softly as the shirt came up over my head. Freeing her breasts, there was a little sag to them but not much.“You’re beautiful.” I said, in. Well this ought to be interesting, Rebecca thought.Tony started with a simple intro on his acoustic-electric followed a measure later by a strong bass note by Kyle and simple but incredibly crisp accompaniment by both Dewayne and Jerry. Tony addressed the microphone and began singing.Day after day I'm more confusedYet I look for the light through the pouring rainYou know that's a game that I hate to loseAnd I'm feeling the strain, ain't it a shameHis voice was soulful with just enough. "Mommy! Mommy!" Fuck," Dad huffed. "The driver saw Sara." Dad pulled the van forward to shorten the distance Sara would need to move. At the same time, Jason opened the side-panel door.Sara gathered her daughter into her arms and didn't hesitate. She turned and ran toward the van. After setting Donna down on the floor of the vehicle, she hopped in herself.Jason slammed the side door shut. "Go!" he shouted.The white sedan had stopped and was backing up. Dad mashed the gas pedal. Tires squealed. “I’ve got to get back in there. Job to do, and all.” Without another word, Eloise watched Emily push on the brushed aluminum door bar until it clicked, opened the door, and scurry across the threshold onto the thickly varnished wood of the gym floor.“Yeah, of course,” Eloise acknowledged as she watched who she hoped would be her squadmate rush back to her post. Alone again, she breathed a sigh of relief. Emily was right. Eloise had trained for this moment for months, and, there and then in that.