“Ok Mr Frank” Jody replied as she took the jug of fresh juice out pouring her a big glass while I made a couple of cones before we both retired to...the comfort of the lounge. Jody stood by the sofa taking a big gulp of her juice, “OMG Mr Frank, this is so yummy” she sighed as she turned her back on me placing her glass on the side table and then lifting up her dress to show me her cute little rounded arse with the thin white string tight into her crack, “Hmm” I sighed softly as I surveyed it. I smiled back at her.“Hi! I’m Jessie! Nice to see another young one! I haven’t met you at one of these parties before? Or were we both masked?”I wasn’t sure I had heard right. Then the words hit my brain.WHAT THE FUCK? “One of these parties?” “Masked?”I almost looked to check that I was at the right house. This was seriously weird.I thought very quickly.“Hey, I’m Michael. I’ve been out of town a while, so probably not.”I offered my hand and we shook. She had a nice firm cool grip.“Pleased to. “But I can’t go back to you,” I continue, and wipe the tears from my cheeks. The light in his eyes go off and he looks down at his hands. “You moved on.” It’s not a question, it’s a statement. Another tear fall down and I wipe it again. “I still love you, Jenny.” I stare at him and more tears fall. “You hurt me,” I tell him, and he stares at me with pained eyes. “I’m sorry Jenny. I never meant to…” Kids are screaming with laughter from a distance as they race to the swings. “Do you. "It's only bad news if it's true." I smiled and removed my small holster, setting my gun down on the table. "And if it's true, then I get to pay a visit Queens, right?"I walked over, letting Bert's wrinkled but still strong hands touch me, unbuttoning my dress. "You're sure it's Vic then?" He undressed me slowly, carefully and let each piece of clothing fall with a whisper to the carpet."Not a hundred percent," I admitted. "But I'm sure it's not Danny."Bert pulled my panties down, leaving my.