Now they didnt have to worry about having kids. Theresa lay there in bliss, the feeling of multiple orgasms subsiding and the after sex feeling settli...g in. She loved these recent, morning quickies. As Jerry collapsed on top of her, she heard a noise from behind the door and glanced sharply in that direction. She thought she saw an eye peeking through the slit in the door, but then it was gone. She wondered which one of her kids it had been or Harper, and how much theyd seen. Theresa decided. "Mandy," Dawn hesitated. The other woman looked at her quizzically. Dawn plowed on. "Mandy, I'm not a lesbian!" Of all things she expected, Dawn did not expect the corners of Mandy's mouth to turn up. Then she started shaking slightly. Then she was laughing out loud. This time Dawn was unable to keep her mouth from falling open. "Oh Dawn," Mandy calmed down and covered Dawn's hands with hers. "I'm not a lesbian either. I am attracted to other women, the same as many others here. More than. “Milord, whenever you seek to bed me, you need only ask,” Maggie whispered seductively in my ear, “I’ll take satisfaction not only in your cock, but also in the knowledge that all Ernest gets in trade is some boy arse.”“That’s all he really deserves, being a fool, but I’m sure that he’ll find some wenches and whores to bed as well, nor should you begrudge him that. Nor get jealous of me whenever I take my ladies or wenches here to bed as well. Do ye comprehend that?” I warned Maggie.Lady. Now she was a volunteer at a charity shop with similar older ladies and two unemployed young men who still lived with their parents. In her opinion they were just saddos. They were friendly and courteous and always took a very, what she thought was, an unusual interest in her appearance. Unlike virtually all old ladies, Caroline took great care to make sure she looked smart with discreet make up, perfume, good hairstyles and whilst plump she still could not, and would not, stop wearing clothes.