They were resting their heads on my shoulders. My hands were resting on their shoulders rubbing them softly. It was warm in my room and I was wearing ... t-shirt and my boxers. Sam got up and did a little strip tease at the foot of my bed. She danced a little to the music in her head. Her hands moved up and down her body caressing her face and neck. She pushed her hair up over her head and it fell over her face and down to her shoulders. Her hands went to her breasts and rubbed them pushing them. ”They clinked their cups together in salute.Around 12 noon the guys came into the unit and asked, as men usually do “What’s for lunch darlings?” the girls got up and asked “Are you taking us for pub or club lunch?” smiling.The guys agreed for the surf club.During lunch Suzanne asked they guys “As we are based here. Do you guys think it would be a good idea to have a project manager based in Brisbane. One that works for our company? They could use the 17th Floor as their base. It would save us. Tap Tap. My heart rate sped up, as I saw my grandfather knocking on the window of Jakes car. Shit, I am so dead. Maybe he hadn’t seen me. I opened the door, and no sooner had I closed it, Jake drove off. Bastard I thought.‘What is the meaning of this, young lady,’ Mohammed Ji, gestured towards my large, 36DD, perky tits hanging out of my school uniform, not to mention my skirt was so short I might as well have not been wearing one. I was supposed to be at mosque, I knew parking around the. “When I stayed over last year I saw Mummy sucking it!” Sara said.Mum, Nan and I left Grandad, Dad and Sara to enjoy themselves in the bedroom. Mum said she still had the food to prepare but I could take Nan into my bedroom and get more acquainted.As we entered my bedroom Nan said she needed to take her shoes off, “these fuckin` high heels are killing me, and so are these bloody panties, but as you Father bought them for me I thought I`d better wear them, it`s not like he`s never seen my cunt.