She stuck her tongue out and licked the enormous wet patch her pussy had made. She loved the taste of it. She wanted more of it. And she wanted it soo.... The workout had left her sore and she was thinking of a way to heal herself before the voice in her head spoke up. Amy broke into a mischievous grin as her recently turned- evil mind started devising a malevolent plan. She found the newspaper and flipped pages with rage, as she reached the desired supplement. Browsing through the list she. "I think I am good like this," she responded. I slowly ran my hand down the back of her blouse and across her skirt-covered bottom until the material ended. With both hands, I grasped the skirt's hem and slowly lifted it up revealing her tanned and well-toned thighs and then finally her pretty white silk bikini panties. She instinctively moved her right hand back to cover the newly revealed garment. I left it there for a few seconds and said, "Kathy, no rush but I will not be able to take. She was getting better money here than she ever could working as a secretary. Laughing to herself, she had to admit she was making better money than the heads of some companies, much less their secretaries.She was in a quandary over what to tell Bill when she saw him next. The director still hadn't told her where Love, Inc. was located but she had lots of information about the organization sure to please Bill. But she was beginning to feel like a traitor. If she squealed to Bill and the cops. Again, she wondered how they could be mother and daughter. Are they teasing me or something? And why would they even do that? The resemblance is striking, so they're definitely close relatives, but they must be sisters, despite what they say. But they introduced themselves as mother and daughter, and Arlene calls Diana "Mom." And the other woman – I can't remember her name – surely can't really be Diana's mother. Maybe it's just a fluke and somehow they don't age. But if that's true, why aren't.