.. they don’t want anything to do with me, Sir. They’re blaming me for their father running off with their Aunt Laurie. I think they’ll come aro...nd eventually. It’s really sinking in that he’s gone, and that he’s gone off with their aunt.”“Well, I hope you’re right. Is there anything you want the rest of us to do about this?”“Not really, Sir, although I hope you’ll understand if that changes...”“Not a problem. So, what to do with a brat named Marcie?”Harry drifted off to sleep listening to the. She had shaved it along the edges but left a small strip of pubic hair to give some style to her sacred hole. I felt her stop licking me and look back at me.“Is everything okay back there?” she asked me as I felt her small hands play around with my balls.“It’s perfect,” I answered and let my tongue touch her labia.I licked round and round as I finally got my try of what a woman tastes like. It was irresistible and must say I was in heaven. We touched, licked, and sucked each other for several. Are you two sure about this?"Helen replied, "Jake, both of us have this little itch we'd like to scratch; just once, and only if everyone is okay with it. Donnie is madly in love with her husband. He has nothing to worry about concerning her emotional fidelity. And you and I may be starting something pretty good, too. At least I hope so." I don't want to do anything to harm our relationship. But some people around here seem to think that you might be interested in Deirdre and Donnie. We thought. Cassandra, right?” Max (not Max?) asked.She looked hurt. “No ... Angel!” Max knew who she was ... they had never dated or anything, but they flirted off and on.“No, Angel’s blonde. Oh shit, did they do it to you, too?” Max got unsteadily to his feet and directed her to a shiny wall.Angel looked at her cheerleading rival Cassandra’s face looking back at her from the reflective surface. It couldn’t be... She reached back and untied her ponytail. Sure enough, Cassandra in the mirrored surface did.