At first she thought one of the twins was hurt. She opened the door, which wasn't locked. She knocked but apparently they hadn't heard her. She walked...past the bathroom door and through the connecting hall to see what was going on. Before she could see the beds, she already guessed. Those were moans of pleasure.Zoë's head was between Jeannie's legs... Linda could only see Zoë's blond head bobbing up and down, and Jeannie's hands were guiding Zoë's mouth. Then Jeannie pushed her. Yes, her arousal was clearly evident, even as his loins began to stir. The sight of those massive breasts contained in that oh-so-tiny bikini top, and the way her bottom protruded in the opposite direction... holy shit! She was wearing more makeup now than when she had arrived. She'd taken great care in putting herself together upstairs. Her eyes were now more darkly shadowed, and her eyelash mascara had been applied long, lush, and thick. Together, they made her giant, sky-blue eyes pop! Her. It was really only about three hours a day after school, but even just fifteen hours a week was enough for her to start building up a nice savings account at the bank. At first Allison insisted that the family wait until she got home before they ate dinner, but since she would often not arrive back at the house until well after 7:00, they quickly abandoned that schedule. The family would eat first, then Lissa would eat by herself afterward. Greg and Allison always sat with her at the kitchen. You had to be good to win more games than you lose, pitching for the Royals. But against me, he was meat. I had hit him in April in our earlier series with Kansas City. I had hit him when we were both in the minors. He was my cousin. I knew it. He knew it.Meat.Only, Cardenez pitched a complete game, beating us4-1, and I had a walk and zero hits for the night.Something was terribly, terribly wrong."Hi, you've reached the number you just dialed. You know what to do, after it goes beep." Sandy?.