"Jane was standing by with her arms folded looking every bit as uncomfortable as the Commissioner."Well, I'm sure it's no one's fault," Gregg smiled. ...Mistakes are made sometimes. This criminal is obviously very cunning. I'm sorry I couldn't help more. I didn't remember anything though. Nor did Ms Connor." Maxine gave the same regretful nod.Jungle Jane looked embarrassed. The Commissioner looked squashed. Chief O'Hara looked puzzled by the whole affair. The Mayor gripping a paper coffee cup in. I noticed that his two friends, Johari and Sreenath, who were regular on Saturdays for drinks, were small manufacturers like my husband. Both were in their mid-thirties, had average height and ogled me on every visit, especially Sreenath, who was a south Indian. I had on many occasions noticed his lustful eyes undressing me. He would run his tongue on his lips while slyly taking a peek at me. He unashamedly would stare at my breasts for long enough to embarrass me, while talking to me. And his. While Midge kept her body covered by tucking the ends of the robe she wore, the same could not be said for Jan.The young redheaded woman, almost ten years younger than Matt, was obviously in pain. She sat in a partial slouch, avoiding one buttock, and she paid no attention to the details of modesty where the short robe was concerned. Consequently, the robe tended to part as she would shift occasionally to ease some fresh ache, pain, or other discomfort.When he looked her over, while he sat. "He has his uses! Now do my front, please!"I took the flannel off my cock, and soaped my sister's boobs. They were small and firm, and I have to admit that I thought they were adorable. Her nipples started to become erect as I rinsed them off, and I thought that we'd better stop there."Come on, Sis, supper, or we'll never get any sleep!" Aaaaawwww, boooooooring!"As we fried our sausages, bacon, tomatoes and eggs, I tried to work out what on earth to do for the best. I was torn.I was sure, after.