"No, they're yours," Rachel replied.I went into the bathroom to shower and I stopped when I saw that Rachel was dressed in the same clothes that were ...aid out for me. "Is this a theme party?" I asked."I didn't pick out the clothes," she said.I shook my head and jumped into the shower. When I was done, I dressed as prescribed and I put on my makeup. Then I went downstairs and found Rachel. I pulled her over to the mirror and we stood side by side, each of us in the sandals and short black dress,. Perhaps Abe and Billiee should go outfor the night to a different hotspot. That would be a first! We hadnever ventured out in an evening dressed as Abe and Billiee. Thatpresented a problem as we would not both be able to leave therestaurant unsupervised for an evening. There shouldn't be problems butwe thought people might expect to see us on a Saturday night. Idiscussed this with Robert who suggested that Abe and Billiee could gothat nice hotel downtown and have a drink on Abby's actual. ’ I added, stroking my slightly bulging stomach. ‘But that’s the point I want to try and convey through my website Steve.’ Shane interrupted. ‘I want to cater to the average guy and make it some sort of fantasy where the average ‘Joe’ can still get the young, hot co-ed. I want to try and stay away from the mainstream stuff that has been done to death. I want something fresh!’ I could tell the wheels were already spinning in his head. ‘And Steve, I don’t think I could do it with anyone else.’. Curling, kitten-like, I allow my weary eyelids to close as I command the memory of her hot, wet mouth suckling and slurping on my thick, stiff nipples to quiver delightfully across my alcohol damaged hippocampus.She comes to me; sneaks beneath the covers behind me, the mattress adjusting to our twin weights, the duvet sliding off my heated skin, part revealing shaking trembling me as with firmly closed eyes, open mouth and gently panting breath, I feel the soft weight of her breasts pushing.