I worked for a property management company and was always on the lookout anyway, but once we had our plan, I paid even more attention in looking for s...mething appropriate.It seemed that something finally did come up when a small garage-apartment became available. On a Friday night, I took the keys home with me so Mike and I could go look it over during the weekend. We arrived there early Saturday morning with one of our friends. He was looking for a place too and if this was too small for us,. Lou said, "Um ... What about the panties?" Do I have to?" whined Tricia."If you want to join us, yes," I said. Why did I say that? Lou's eyebrows shot up. "You don't have to if you don't want to, but if you're in this bed, it's naked or nothing."Lou turned back to Tricia. "What he said," she said, very quietly.Tricia looked frantically back and forth between us. I don't know if she saw steely resolve, nonchalance or what, but Lou had her head down while I looked steadily at Tricia. I put my. The whole thing slid up and over her head in one graceful sweep. Jamie was now standing before Tom and all the others in just a lovely matching pair of black bra and briefs - but not for long. Those black pantie briefs were soon down on the floor and getting kicked up onto the chair were Katrina Bartell had folded Jamie’s dress. Jamie’s lovely soft pubic hair was free again and she took in a deep breath as she enjoyed the feel of fresh air once again sweeping over her pussy and between her. ’ ‘I’m certainly willing to listen. I’ll get Doreen.’ I walked into the portable and found my new girlfriend with her head buried in paperwork. ‘Okay, babe. Close up the books. I’m taking you to lunch.’ ‘You are. What’s the occasion?’ ‘You’ve been asked to join Dad, Warren, and me for lunch at the Beeson home.’ ‘I have?’ The surprise was complete. ‘Come along, girl. Your ride is waiting.’ As we stepped out of the portable office, Doreen stopped and gasped as she saw the Blue and Black car.