” There was a pause when neither knew what they should say. Eventually it was broken by Pippa. “I need to go and tell your mum… don’t I?” So...hie felt a wave of love. Her earlier doubts about Pippa’s sincerity had vanished and now she knew her relationship with her mum wasn’t going to be trivialized by including her friend. “Would you like me to go with you?” Pippa smiled and nodded. Owning up and confessing hadn’t been a difficult decision to make for Pippa. The truth was that in Pippa’s mind. “Can’t you persuade him to stay in the spare room with you instead?”“I can try,” she told him. “But I wouldn’t want to... well, upset him at this delicate stage.”“You think he might...?”“He has us both over a barrel at the moment Alan,” she answered. “I think we should both just go along with whatever he wants for the time being.”“I suppose you’re right,” he sighed. “I’ll take the spare room then.”Dawn slowly masturbated him for a few minutes before she spoke again. “Actually, I think he has it. All of a sudden my phone rings and I answer and I hear Judy saying, “my husband likes to listen in so I am going to let him listen.” For the next two hours they went at it. I could hear moans and the two women begging for more and a bunch of screaming as they came. The whole situation gave new meaning to the term, when the van’s a rocking don’t come a knocking. When they got done they exchanged phone numbers and Judy headed back over to my car.When she got in she took my hand and put it down by. Particularly the men ' they used a different tone ofvoice when speaking with me, and generally I felt that they were talkingdown to me and not with me. Maybe I felt that way because they wereconstantly moving their eyes between my face and my breasts. I foundmyself continuously checking to insure that my blouse was buttoned andthat I didn't have a stain or something on my coat. It really made meuncomfortable, and I felt like a twelve year old standing around a bunchof adults. It didn't help.