I want to see, and I know I'm going to want to touch." The demand, quietly spoken but unmistakably urgent, came from Linda whose splayed legs and acti...e fingers displayed glistening labia.With the merest hint of a smile, Trish began to disrobe. The jacket was carefully folded and set aside. The blouse was unfastened, button by tantalising button. When that, too, was removed she contrived to hold it across her breasts for a moment before disclosing a black peephole bra. Her nipples, reddened. The memories of Mr. Andrews outburst came flooding back to me. I felt like a lightning bolt of anger just surged through me. I grabbed her hair tightly, and her little brown eyes looked up at me in fear. With my cock still in her mouth, she began to lick furiously at the head in order to still my anger in the slightest. Too bad I’m too good at my job. ?Well you little whore, unfortunately for you, Mr. Andrews pissed me off, and now, you get to pay the price.? She shook her head, begging. “Yeah! That was pretty dumb.”“Well, how was I to know your dad’s first name isn’t Harley?”In the car, Pearl and Liz spent the first few minutes raving to each other about our little slice of heaven. They both quickly agreed that it was intense and they’d love to do it again. Then Pearl wanted to play some more Car Monopoly. That meant we had to explain it to Liz. Then we had to allocate her a piece which ended up being the wheelbarrow. So we played Monopoly. I was in charge of keeping track of. Again, Brandon offered drinks, and the flow of conversation between the seven developed into a budding friendship. By the time the evening was over, they'd decided that Sunday would be a good day to aim for, and agreed to the terms offered."Now all we have to do is see if there's a fourth for our little journey," Brandon closed off the evening. "Good grief, this sounds like a bridge tournament, doesn't it?" he joked, rewarded with happy smiles from their guests.Belinda Trethewey suggested that.