There was no reaction, no response.On Monday, the first day of my week off work, I slept in and then Colette took me out shopping and for an evening m...al.“Tomorrow I’ll come over and stay the night again, OK?”“OK.”“In your bed.”“Definitely. I think Connie’s in the past. She’s gone.”“I’ll bring my Sexy Nightie.”“Oh, yes, please.”On Tuesday, Colette came over in the afternoon and we checked we had everything – train tickets with seats and breakfast on the train booked, and hotel reservations. I knew many of their wives and I knew that one of the 'you'll be sorry' bunch was happily married with a kid in high school and one in middle school.Lunch was the sandwich shop around the corner. That was the plan. A phone call altered it.Jo. "You goin' to the sandwich shop for lunch?" That's the plan," I said. "Where are you?" Just stepping out of class. Not to intrude, but I could meet you for lunch." Sweetie, that's no intrusion. You're the big news today. I don't mean to put you on exhibit,. Well, Im up for it. How about you Brad? You bet! Maybe even all three women in turn? We decided that we needed a break and so we agreed to go out to our favourite restaurant for lunch. We all went to get dressed. I put on a dress with a halter top which left my arms shoulders and back bare except for a strap around the back of my neck. The skirt of the dress was short, showing off my sexy bare legs. I tossed up between thongs (=flip flops) or high heels. In the end vanity won out, my legs are. She gave out her number, she’s been flirting with a couple of hot frat boys, and she has had a lot of booze. As she pulled away from Patrick’s loose grasp, she felt him swat her ass and spurn her forward. She shrieked playfully, tip-toeing toward the card table. When she dropped to her knees on the hardwood floor, a dozen partygoers got an all-access pass to the viewing party of Tina’s tight, pink pussy and puckered asshole. Tina settled in the center, halfway between either end of the short.