“No. I have a serious allergy to the outdoors. What time on Saturday?”“Six-ish,” Marcia replied.“That’s fine. I was coming into the office...Saturday to wrap up some client reporting. Darren -- I can give you a lift to Marcia’s.”“Great. Thanks.”“I’ll pick you up from the hotel.”Darren sat with Rebecca and Marcia around her patio table. “Another delightful evening,” Rebecca remarked. “Too bad Kyle and Lisa had to leave early.”“There’s a little bubbly left,” Marcia said. “Let me top up your. But he knew what she really wanted, what would really drive her wild. So he pushed the lips of her pussy aside, spreading them out for all the class to see as he started to send another finger inside. This sent Marla into the deepest moan he had ever heard out of her and he knew she was getting off on it. She was exposed, with her most secret of places in plain sight to her classmates. Erik knew he could get her to orgasm this way, but the bulge in his pants demanded more. He didn’t even need. Boy, was he right."I must have turned ten shades of red. I said, "That little shit. I'll have you know I detest that." Come on, Mom. I'm not stupid. You've been floppin' your hooters in my face all the way across the country. You love it when I rub them. Admit it. I'm not like Jerry. I'd never tell."I was in a quandary. My behavior certainly suggested that his assumption was correct. Jerry evidently passed through puberty with that impression. Denying the obvious would only make me out to be a. Chapter 2 Kimberly paid her fare, tipping the driver generously before going to an outside door seperate from the packer's reception area. The door she stood at displayed the rather unceremonious sign, 'receiving'. She glanced up to the enormous sign at the driveway entrance and saw Merle Hill's familiar smiling face, plastered over a plate of roasted filet. Turning her back on the sign, she went in. The place was set up like a government licence bureau with multiple clerks working windows at a.