"Filming again?" he asked."Yeah, five hundred flat or a percentage," Ron's voice boomed."You want in?" Yeah, cash, please." Mike agreed, "Like now is ...t?" Yes dear, that's why Ron looks such a prat." Mike stepped inside to allow Queenie to shut the door and Mike looked up the stairs to see Ron, with the rubber mask on and a bathrobe which failed to hide his erection or the ridiculous leather effect boots."You got that fucking silly harness on again mate." Mike chortled winding Ron up."Lets call. Please get out,’ he insisted ‘It’s okay, David, you can show us. I've seen it before,’ Stacey lied. ‘Huh? When?’ ‘Dave, you leave the bathroom door open all the time and your blaring music. I come in all the time and watch you shower and you never notice a thing.’ ‘Ah shit…’ ‘Don’t be shy , Dave. I bet you like getting this attention from us.' ‘I’m not shy – I just think it’s not right to have my sister here…no matter how much I like it.' Cindy, grabs a hold of David arms that. I don't answer to you. Now, if you'll excuse Me"... Stephen strolls out of the room, and into the coffee scented kitchen."Sophia! Where is my coffee?!?" Your coffee is in the coffee pot!"She's busy throwing on her pajamas, wincing at the slowly loosening of her leg muscles. She knows she shouldn't have just said that, and regrets it immediately. As she throws socks over her feet, hopping out the door, she watches Stephen making a cup for Himself."Please. Im sorry. I shouldn't have answered Your. Normally her oversized shirt would cover her spandex as she squatted but she started lifting up her shirt now and the bright pink spandex was back in full display. I could see a very faint line from the thong she was wearing underneath. A few minutes later she went to the locker room and told me to watch her stuff for a few. She came back in less than 5 minutes and started stretching, this time when I looked up at her ass I couldn’t see her panty line, it was almost like she wasn’t wearing any..