I called up my chauffeur and had him drive my car back to the garage. Her limo was spacious and well laid out. We set off for our next stop. ‘Aren�...�t we supposed to go the other way to get to Broadway?’, I asked quizzically. She brushed off my question. ‘Change of plans. We are going to visit your father. It’s time you got over your issues’ ‘No way. You have gone insane. I am getting off here. Driver, stop!!’ She then leaned over me and said in a firm, authoritative tone,’ No you are not. It. But if I can have a little bit of you ... like that ... I think I'll feel a lot better." Okay," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "You want to give it a try tonight?" Desperately," he said, his voice breaking."I'm not going to discuss this," said Bob sternly. He'd had to pull over after her question, and he stayed parked, just in case she hit him with anything else."Okay," said Amanda, "but I thought you were all big on honesty and us talking about stuff." I am, but that has nothing. The recreation room. It looked pretty trashed. Empty bottles, stains everywhere, used rubbers laying on the carpet. Yech! But outside I saw Debbie finally; just her head above the Jacuzzi, and Michael was sitting next to her.I walked outside and it was nice day, still warm even though summer was pretty much over. It was almost noon and the sun was high in the sky. It would be a good day just to lounge around, I thought."Hi." I smiled at Debbie, but I was afraid to look into her eyes."Hey. "Oh my God... not here on the slanty floor. The bedroom... let's go to the bedroom!"I said nothing but fiercely ripped the cotton panties down with my teeth as a hungry dog might tear into it's prey. Jamie's hands left the back of my head as I dropped to the floor with the crotch of her panties still in my teeth. I looked up to see the most beautiful, neatly trimmed blonde pussy over me, the tiniest indications of the ladies arousal dampening the pouting crease of her need."The hell with the.