You never gonna be hard again''and i look at her open my panty , something pink in plastic in her handson the washer machine the older lady snapping m... in cage , locking me up and adding the keys to her already full of little keys trouser''there you go, lock and ready to go back working without touching that lil cock anymore''putting the panty back over itlost and confuse , getting around the house helping her with chores she kept telling me how better i work , how good iam now we endup in the. Without their help, Suzanne would have not gone to college at all. When she graduated from high school her father had said ‘I don’t see what the point of spending the money is, Suzanne will never amount to anything.’ They had very little contact while Suzanne was in college. Ed took only a marginal interest in his daughter, and that only because of the prodding by her step-mother. He did give her some spending money, but that was only because her step-mother insisted. He seemed to be glad to. We all wore our nightshirts; the two girls both donned their largest pair of knickers so that they could wear a pad in case the tampon proved insufficient. I put Julie in the middle, and Vee and I cuddled into her. Both had warm hot-water bottles against their tummies. It had been a strenuous day, and we were all soon fast asleep.I woke up about eight, and left Julie and Vee in our bed; I made them a couple of mugs of tea and some toast, and refilled their hot water bottles. It wasn't. The planning for the trip and the waiting carried on for weeks and drove the two girls crazy. They could hardly wait and then suddenly, in one more day they would be boarding the plane to Bali. The girls were taken to the airport by their nervous parents who waited jumpily as the girls waved goodbye from the gangway to the airplane through he glass. Valerie and Aria were quickly seated and chatting excitedly about what it would be like in BALI. Aria kept telling Valerie about how to tempt and.