-- Ogden NashThe Harrison's have been our neighbours since I had lived in this house - since I was twelve years old. In that time I can claim that the... are friends of my parents and friendly acquaintances to me and my sisters.In the last years though, Mrs. Harrison had been spending a lot of time looking at me. Making a point to give me odd jobs about her home, cleaning the pool, cutting the grass, helping with painting the inside or outside of their home. All the while her eyes would follow me. . anyway, i found my way to Bill's personal restroom which was off limits to everybody but Bill .. fuck'em .. He had placed me in the fire with that dried up twat any way.... I would quietly enjoy using his meticulously monogrammed towels and gleefully pissing all over his oak toilet seat [Bill actually sat down to piss, because he didn't want to damage the material.] .... Those towels were fucking sweet and repressed twit that he is ... Bill even had fiber optics running through the towel rack. The oral goodies came usually from Helen who seemed to have a fixation for sucking cocks just as long that it was a cock she had under her complete control. Then I would be given temporary access to Trixie's glorious shaven slit by Helen and allowed to pound the delectable treat to my heart's content.Despite my graphic hints about the possibility of gaining anal entry with constant reminders, both girls were adamant about keeping their sphincter-protected defense zones out of bounds for my. ” By this time they were finished eating and they got up to pay the check and head out. “You have to let me know, whatever time it is, when you are done talking to him and what is said. Okay?” “Yes, Mom,” Kathy said without trying to hide the sarcasm in her voice. She gave Sarah a quick peck on the lips, which surprised them both, and turned to leave with a little extra sway to her hips since she was sure Sarah was watching. Kathy got home and immediately changed from her decent Brunch clothes.