It was not an ideal situation as with Trish being a business woman and Tams being at school they probably needed a change of clothes daily and Trish w...s being very apologetic about relying on my generosity even though I told her that is was no problem, the washing machine could probably do with being used for more than just my boxers. We compromised in that Trish would come down and do the washing so that I didn’t have to put myself out, although thinking about it I got the better end of the. She growled something as the boy stepped in front of her. He pulled something from around his neck and showed her, then turned and started walking back.But it wasn't Ms Carnahan behind him anymore. Instead, it was a twenty-something redhead wearing a hot pink string bikini, her hands at her boobs, squeezing, her face registering surprise at the incredible jolts of pleasure they were sending her brain.And she was pregnant.The boy walked back and took the seat beside Lisa again. "Better get back. I look at Cindy and she gives me this look that says, "you had better choose dare!" What can I say? So I choose dare, and, as I do I'm pretty sure I know what's coming. Sure enough, Cindy almost in a whisper, says to me I want you to show me your cock.And as if in an added thought, she adds, I want you to let both of us inspect it closely! This is what I have been hoping would happen, still, I'm nervous as I slowly stand up,and decide to make a show of it. In one quik fluid motion I step right. The ambiance of a submarine, and the crew celebrating the end of a war of attrition.Justine caught my eyes. “You feel anything” / “No, you?” / “No. Maybe it’s bad” / “lets give it a bit more time”. I looked around. It was really quite beautiful. Whoever did the lights in here did an excellent job. That is a brilliant red. Look at that deep blue! Did Yves Klein do the lighting in here? This music is starting to grow on me. Wow.Wow. Wow. Wow…. Wow!I was high, no doubt. Waves of love and enjoyment.