She was tired, and she had to work the next day. Jeff was gonna call in sick for the next day. So after Jessica left, we were both just eyeballing the...baby. “He does look just like you,” I said. “Well, he is his father's nephew,” Jeff replied. “That is true. Can I hug you again?” I asked. “Why the heck would you need to ask that?” Jeff asked as he hugged me. “I don't know. And sense I don't gotta ask,” I replied just before I kissed him. Then we both just kept eyeballing Jeff Jr. for a couple. Ever since then they had become very good friends, and Phil had fucked one or both of them at every given opportunity.Lisa and Nicole were almost every man's dream, full chests, round backsides, and always hot for more. Lisa could suck cock like no other girl Phil had ever met, while Nicole loved to be fucked anywhere, in any position, by anybody. All three of them were under 25, and were living life to the full, in one of the best cities in the world.Lisa worked as a sports teacher at a. I told him what had happened with the deliverymen and his only concern was that they wore condoms. I assured him that they had and told him I would tell him the whole story when he got home. I said goodbye and checked the clock. I still had three hours before my k**s got home from school. I slipped a light summer dress on and headed for the elevator. The doorman gave me a knowing look so I was sure the deliverymen had told him about the whore in 56b. I couldn't have cared less. My ass and pussy. By my own choice I had become a chicken, andalthough I like it, I wasn't given the choice to lay eggs or not. Thechicken suit I was wearing was all white, and made of real feathers,which is why I do not actually molt, I just lose feathers over time.Then, without any explanation, she told me she was making someimprovements, not what they were, and put me out.Her chicken suit was showing signs of wear, so after we put her out, wecarefully stripped it off, including that thin latex suit she wore.