.." I counted. Debbie, Lisa, Kathy,Pam, Jill, Kim, Sabrina, Amanda. "Eight." Not counting me. "And you. And they didn't have their boyfriends...with them. Bull." "Brian, as weird as it may seem, I DON'T CARE if you believe me.We went out, we..." I'd forgotten to ask my folks about tonight. "Wemight be going out again tonight. Some of us, anyway." "You're dumber than Beavis if you expect me to believe that." I thought about it for a minute as I washed a couple of. I didn't like mixingwith her sort of people."Liar." She lifted her phone back up into view then had a secondthought and lowered it. "You don't know what it's like."And I don't want to, I thought to myself, but I didn't say anything outloud and I kept my eyes away from her.Thankfully, she did the same.Five or ten more minutes passed. It was very dull and although I'dplanned to look at the volunteer work posters, I didn't want to drawattention to myself. The girl seemed to have nodded off and the. "But, Kath, you know little Kathy. When she says a person is beautiful, she's talking about the person inside. On the outside she could be ugly as sin but Kathy would still call her pretty if she was a good person. She said, 'Mommy, Slave Andy is the goodest person in the whole world!' She told me that the neatest thing was kissing her and being kissed and said, 'It's exactly like Aunt Kathy, Mommy, only maybe a little bit better.' Darling, does that answer your question?" It sure does," Kathy. “Well, I’ve known my husband for twenty five years, and he never has shied away from looking at photos of a naked woman masturbating, and especially one that he used to have the hots for… that is before she turned into an old hag!” Karen then laughed at her reference to what Rachel called herself the day before. “I must say,” Karen continued, reaching over to grab a feel of Rachel’s leather-covered ass, “that a certain old hag cleans up pretty well when she feels like it.” “Don’t get the hag.