. On our schools first four day week end she and dad had to work and I was ok with that but I guess she wasn’t. She called Monday and said that one ...f the girls she worked with was just going to stop by and check to make sure I was ok she lived close by and didn’t mind. I on the other hand was a little miffed at that because she didn’t trust me yet, but it was no big problem. The door bell rang a little after noon and a girl stopped in to see me. She must have been just graduated from high. Peter sat at their table with a steaming mug, “Come and have some breakfast”. We walked into the room, feeling quite sheepish “Sorry Pete, we think we’ve outstayed your welcome, you ought to have your home back”. “Nonsense” came the reply “you’re welcome to hang around, there’s plenty of food and a cafetiere of fresh coffee just waiting to be drunk”. So we joined Peter and tucked into a ‘Full English’ as well as the delicious coffee.As we were finishing our food Angie appeared, looking fresh. Kneading your buns and dragging my nails across the skin when you feel my left return to your vulva. But wait, that isn't my hand after all. What is it? Something firm but soft. Something blunt and... FUCK! Now it is vibrating. Not a steady vibration, but jumping into different strengths and speeds every second or so. The bitch at your window can't make up her mind about how many tickets to buy. She keeps asking stupid questions and you want to just say, "Look lady, read the sign. All. ”“You’re asking me to do twice the work,” he said with a sly grin.“We’ll be happy to do the work, sweetie,” Beth said in her cat-like growl.Steve took a swallow of his drink before walking out around the bar. He took off the jacket he was wearing and tossed it over the back of a dining room chair. Walking over to the women, he kissed Beth and then Lexi. Steve stood back and smiled. “Let’s lose those shirts, ladies. I need to inspect what’s being offered.”Both women slipped off their barstools..