We’re on our way to the hardware store to pick up some paint.”After some small talk, Scott bluntly said, “So Lauren told me she thinks you’re ...retty cute.”Jack looked at his neighbor incredulously, not sure how to respond to Scott’s statement. At that moment, Lauren opened the door and stepped out next to Scott. “Oh, hey Jack! How are you?” she greeted him.“Uh… Hi Lauren. I’m doing really good, thanks for asking.”She smiled at Jack, then looked to her boyfriend. “Ready, Scott?” she asked. I was thinking about the morning and enjoying my thoughts. My cell phone slipped from my hand. I bent down to get it up but was unable to reach it.So the guy in half pants beside me took it up and gave it to me. I thanked him for the act. Some time more I felt a touch on the side of my stomach. I looked at the guy beside me. He was looking out again he touched me. I felt the shudder run through my body again. He slowly moved his fingers on my top and reached my left boob. He was moving his. "Do you want to see more?" She teased as she stood with her tits out and an excited glimmer in her pretty green eyes. She and I had been to New Orleans several times since we'd moved to Florida but we hadn't been during Mardi Gras before and we were both amazed at the hedonistic atmosphere throughout the city."Show your pussy," one boy yelled. He was a dark haired boy with a fit body and what appeared to be an impressive bulge in his shorts. A crowd had gathered around my wife and I and neither. What can you be thinking?”“I’m thinking our rich Uncle Sam owes us a little something,” I said, reaching for her again. “I’ve ordered a deep cleaning of the entire house while you are in the spa Monday. The entire party will be catered. You, my dear, are the queen. You needn’t lift a finger.”“Really? You planned all this yourself.”“Absolutely. Mattie’s making all the arrangements.”“Oh. So, you didn’t plan it all yourself. You made that poor overworked girl do all your work for you.” Elizabeth.