They were about halfway down so I started helping them.Gemma was wearing black ¾ leggings and a little red top that she’d pulled down along with he... bra straps so that she wouldn’t have any white lines. Deborah had turquoise shorts on with a matching coloured little strappy top which she too had pulled down to stop her having white lines. She must have had a strapless bra on because I couldn’t see any straps. ? ? . These things were... are! important to me!'Saturday morning. I was sitting exactly where I knew I should be sitting, at the computer again. Staring at the new program on the screen.'I do look beautiful,' I thought to myself, with satisfaction. I had got up especially early this morning so I could make myself look just right. My new maid's outfit was clutched tight around my body, squeezing me into an hourglass shape. Of course, I hadn't eaten much in the last few weeks, and that helped a lot.My. Her ex, no less. What the hell was wrong with me?I could blame stupidity. Or the endorphins. They flooded every crevice, intensifying when Sarah slithered down my body, leaving a trail of syrupy juices. She smudged my nipples, fucking herself with each sensitive peak before coasting south to mark my belly. Then further to rock her hips against mine.Our scents mixed and I hissed, imagining how Laney would react. Would she be mad? Jesus, what if she was cheating? I fought back a pang of jealousy. It would be great to have two girls instead just me and two of them all the time." We need to get home. I'll call you later."As soon as Kelly got home her mother set her down and told her about the sharing. She didn't tell her Bill was her father. After a long conversation Carrie told her what she wanted to do for Bill's birthday. Kelly said she needed to think about it for a few days.Friday night after Kelly called Jill. They lay in bed talking on their cell phones for two hours. Both of them.