Amy laughed, causing her biker jacket to fall open revealing her gorgeous body to everyone’s gaze.I could tell Mum fancied her too: “No Mum – yo... can’t have her – she’s much too young for you”; thinking back to Jen in the car yesterday: “I thought you only go for older women”.“I could make an exception for her, baby girl – why don’t you invite her over some time. Jen is always out on Tuesday evenings, if you get my meaning”.“Sure thing, Mum”; glad that she wasn’t asking about the lunch-time. John embraced me pulling me in hard to him, squashing my breasts into his chest, and in typical John fashion, looked into my eyes and said, 'My God Mariel, you look like a Swedish Slut' and kissed me full on my open mouth.I saw John had closed his eyes during the kiss and I noted hubby giving the two thumbs up behind his back, with a broad smile on his face, followed by a crotch grabbing, which made me wonder if he wanted me to do that to John or if he was indicating he was being. Pushing such thoughts from my mind, I focused upon my decision that Abby and I would be leaving in the morning and decided that now was the right time to let our esteemed hostess know. I looked over at her; she was hovering at my side eating some slices of a fruit she’d called Zambwa. It reminded me of a Kiwi, except that it was yellow-skinned instead. She was so damn beautiful in an otherworldly way that it still took my breath away. It wasn’t a sexual thing either—though she doubtless had sex. Arlene checked their banking this morning and there was a 400 dollar withdraw by Dave over there. It's a good thing I am off today cause she is very upset and she let it slip that Dave has a thing for young females, and that she had began worried if something bad could happen if she had a daughter with him. We never really know a person I guess cause I never would've thought that about Dave. Yes he would look at what I call tweeners, but I never thought about it. Arlene said that Dave always.