We turned the skating floor into a dance floor and danced the night away to Buddy Holly, The Big Bopper, Richie Valens, Bill Haley and the Comets, and...all the other stars of the 1950s. The girls looked so sexy in their poodle skirts, although some had different appliques, like the Eiffel Tower; but their cashmere sweaters, stretched tight over torpedo bras were what really made my eyes pop out. Yumeko borrowed an extra skirt and sweater from Diane. I had asked Cassandra to make the torpedo bras. Between your tits, under your arm, between your toes, and they love to stick it up your arse." But it must hurt, doesn't it?" It hurts the first couple of times, and if you're lucky he has a small cock." But it's filthy, it's disgusting. What do you do about that?" You have to clean yourself first, then most of the time it's okay. And in lots of ways it's better, you can't get pregnant, for one thing. And it gets rid of his stuff if you don't like to swallow it." But can you speak any English?". I'd jumped into the kitchen helping get the veg ready when her son popped his head in the door and told us that his dad was there to pick them up for the 2 hour Christmas visit."Stay in the kitchen, finish the carrots off for me," B said giving me a peck on the cheek as she wiped her hands clean and went and waved her 2 off to their grandparents. I have no idea what was said at the front door as I was literally at the other end of the large terrace house. So 5 minutes later B asks me to join. Did he have her email address? It couldn’t be”. She clicked to open it and saw one simple sentence. “I bet I know what you did when you got home.” Ashley fretted, “Damn! It was as if he had been right there in her bathroom and witnessed the whole thing.” She blushed furiously at the thought and unknowingly made a small sound in her throat. She heard Adam’s voice, “Is everything alright? You look a little flushed.”She quickly recovered and said it must have been the hot water and staying in.