" The old man gestured to the bench and Alex lowered himself down. "You got a name, young blood?" Alexander Bennet, but most everybody calls me Alex. ...hat about you?" No sense in learning a name today that they'll be carving into a stone tomorrow. Call me Pops. It's as good a name as any." All right pops. You ever have any snot nosed brats who thought they were too good to listen to their old man?" Did I ever! Ah, the stories I could tell..." Why don't you then?" Pops sat up a little. Nice was the first thing that came to mind as I approached the reception desk. The young girls working behind the desk were both very cute and even though they were wearing the company assigned uniform pantsuit I could still see that both of them had smoking bodies. The blonde asked if sh could help me and I explained my reservation details to her. In no time she had me all booked in and was pointing me in the direction of the elevator to take me to my room. I enter the lift and hit the 11. After Cindy was shaved, I realized it had gotten way quiet, so we went to Livingroom and we saw that the one guy that arrived just ahead of me, was the only male besides me and I still have my clothes on. I looked around and saw Patty with her head between Mom's legs, Trisha was curled up asleep on the chair, Cindy and Jeannie were in the bedroom sucking each others smooth pussies. I was looking for Greta and was not seeing her when she walked up behind me and goosed my butt. "You wanna eat me. I walked into the class and I was really late the Professor gave me a grin and nodded, sending me to my seat. John was staring at me, I didn't know what was going on because everyone was staring at me. When I sat down, my eyes cornered over to John and then I realized my shirt was unkept and he could see my boobs. Of course when he noticed that I saw, he turned away. I threw a smirk at him and layed my head on his shoulder, giving him a better view before whispering in his ear, "What's wrong?".