Michael laughed and thrust harder, while slapping Emily and Amber’s asses. The cried in pain and whimpered “Please don’t do this!” “Shut up....Oh, and by the way, you’re all getting new names.” He said. He pulled out of Millie and order them to all sit down, Indian style. He pointed to Emily first.“You’re Betty.” Then to Millie. “You’re Bonnie.” And last, to Amber.“And you’re Bunny.” He said.Tears formed in ‘Sandy’s’ eyes and Michael reached into the closet to get some belts. The girls looked in. Brenda was almost as tall as Darlene, white and she had on a pair of short shorts that outlined her fat pussy very well. The three of them made a big contrast to Geraldine's skinny, masculine figured black ass. After the introductions, Geraldine took charge and poured us all some Baccardi. She threw me a bag of weed and told me to get busy rolling. We all sat on various sides of the bed drinking rum and smoking weed when all of a sudden Geraldine announced, "Ladies, I want you all to know. I was just glad I could keep my pole folded and have the easy drive.Before three we had the double-wide halves side by side and the task of joining them together again was underway. It wasn't really hard work for the men but it was tedious as hell getting them exactly right. I think part of the problem was that the men didn't understand at first that close enough was something Stacy and Sherry wouldn't buy into. I heard one or the other of them say close enough ain't several times before Stacy. ’ ‘What? That’s scuttle bug.’ ‘Is it? I’ve seen her in our office looking at you when you’ve been reading something she’s handed to you. She doesn’t look at you with lust but it’s not disinterest either. It’s reflective.’ ‘Reflective?’ ‘Yes. I suspect she can’t make up her mind about you but her pussy has.’ ‘Fleur!’ Fleur realized a couple of people on nearby tables had turned to look at her. She didn’t blush but simply ran her foot up the inside of Troy’s leg, having the nous to take her shoe.