Two teenage girls dressed in tube tops and mini-skirts with slutty makeup was pretty common in southwest Florida. So much so that if you didn’t see ...hem in public, then you would be surprised. Two teenage girls dressed that way-side by side pushing a cart with both hands in front of them on the shopping cart handle was unusual. It wasn’t so weird that people dropped boxes or did double takes, but it raised a few eyebrows.“I am just going to put it out there because I don’t know when I’ll get. They're still in bed. I'll ask them. What are their names?" Emily replied with a look on her face that I couldn't really discern."Margo and Kathy," I replied and Emily disappeared in the direction of the stairs.I went into the downstairs washroom to wash the sleep out of my eyes.By the time I got into the kitchen Emily was busy frying and Bridget was eating her cereal."Morning, Dad," Bridget said as she stood up to give me a kiss as if I hadn't been away. Then, "Where have you been and who are. Jennie and Bobbie went through one beer after another until they were really wasted. The band guys watched as they got wilder and wilder, pulling their skirts up to their panties and licking their lips as they watched the band. As soon as the last set ended the lead guitarist, a tall skinny guy named Roger, jumped down off the bandstand and came over to talk to them. He seemed particularly interested in my wife-to-be, Jennie, and she got really excited that a musician would like her. He. She’d been complaining all evening that her neck hurt and now with nothing else to do, I invited her to sit on the floor in front of me and let me rub her neck. After several minutes she began to loosen up and relax her soft moans of pleasure getting stronger with each passing minute as I worked her neck and up into her hairline then down her back and up to her shoulders where my hands quite naturally slid under the open neck of her scrub top and worked the soft skin of her shoulders with.