“Or try to kiss me on a gray day, a May day, a payday, and see if I refuse. And if you make it on a bleak day, a freak day, a weekday, why you can b... my guest.” As I sang it, I emphasized “pay day” and “you can be my guest”.Both sisters were now blushing a little, and giving naughty giggles. I guess they never realized that what sounds at first like a love song was actually about a hooker who simply needed a day off!Holly then said “He’s right, ya know. Like, a few months ago I was watching. “Guess so," smiles Lizzie. “It’s just a bit colder than I’m used to. I don’t usually bother to swim when I come here.”It is fun, and we stay in for a while, laughing and splashing and having little swimming races (which Jess always wins, until we duck her under for being too good). The cold water is invigorating on my bare skin. It feels so good as I swim, flowing over my little boobs and round my pussy. We all come splashing out together, happy and relaxed, almost forgetting that we’re. . like the priest?” She winked as she said in a low whisper, “She’ll keep you well supplied with condoms my dear.” Mary Kate’s face turned bright red.As they drove in Maureen’s luxury car Mary Kate felt out of place in her red and white Candy Striper outfit. Riding beside the elegant, sophisticated driver she thought she looked like a little kid. Yet, in the down-to-earth way Maureen was conversing with her, the inexperienced teen was put completely at ease. As they pulled into Newbury Street. ” Bloody hell, I thought, no pressure then; I wonder if I could borrow Joanne’s toothbrush.“Better get started then.” I noticed the two daughters smirking at us “You two should put ear plugs in tonight.”In the den of iniquities (it kept changing its name) I pulled off Cheryl’s night wear. Honestly I don’t know why we bothered putting them on, they came off so fast. Then I put my hand between her legs and simply stroked her until she came. Just like that. She wasn’t quiet about it (well, I had.