She just handed me the tablet.Fiona sat on one side of me and Francine the other. They remained quiet while I held the tablet and hit replay. The vide... came up instantly. It was like watching a movie.The 'beings' were shown sitting just as I had last observed them. By drawing my finger along the bottom of the tablet's screen I was able to advance the video. As I did, the lighting in the background started to dim. Time was passing before our eyes and sunset was clearly coming on. I stopped. " Around 18? ... long brown hair? ... cute face... great tits ... and legs ... oh my God ... legs to die for." Sounds right ... told you she was cute." Yeah, but you didn't tell me how hot she was. Does she always dress like that?" What do you mean? Dress like how?" Looks like a man's shirt ... you know, long front and back, scooped out on the sides ... got a couple of the buttons undone ... doesn't look like she's wearing a bra ... maybe no panties either - Oops, wrong. I just got a shot of. When they arrived at his car Eve was pulling his sport jacket off of him. The car was too small for what Eve wanted to do to the young stud.She neatly folded his tweed jacket and dropped it to the ground in front of him. Eve dropped to her knees on the folded jacket as Greg looked on with disbelief. She made short work of undoing his belt and dropping his pants and underwear to his shins where they bunched up basically binding his legs together limiting his ability to move his lower body at. At least, it's really going to look like a dog team."As luck would have it, Jackie and Kirsten were sharing a cup of coffee in Jackie's kitchen when they drove up Mark's driveway. Mark, Mike and Cumulus were hardly out of the cab of the truck when the women came outside to see how bad the damage was."Is that four dogs I see in the back there?" Jackie asked. "I thought you were going for one, maybe two at the most." We got there," Mike admitted, having agreed to take the heat, "And there were.