Then it was my turn. I went into my room to find that my girls had made up my bed. Major points for them. I laid out my clothes, then hit the shower.O...ce again I had forgotten a towel. Once again, one was waiting for me when I got out. And, once again, I had a cheering section lined up on the edge of the bed.Lucille said, "Somebody said something about a toll. I'm ready"They were all ready. I just went down the line.Lucille, Adrian, Holly, And Amy.20 minutes Later, and we were on the road.. I found the house again and bullshitted my way in with the woman who owned it, recognizing her from the pub.I claimed I was from the BBC and needed to do some notes and measurements for camera angles and such. She was mid sixties, plain, dumpy and dowdy and of no interest, although stripped off I would have no doubt found a cunt and arse to fuck, while playing with pendulous blue veined breasts and she was busy, grooming a horse out back so she left me to it. As usual a set of keys was hanging. She wasn't tall enough, for a start. But she was pretty, and cute. Bubbly, and friendly. She had changed her clothes as well. White T-shirt, rather short denim skirt, and black tights."Excuse me handsome, is this seat taken?" No. It's reserved for a blonde. You'll do." Whew, lucky I didn't colour it. I was going to go for red." Don't." No?" No." Okay, you're the boss, for now at least." That's good. In that case, what is your name?" Aha! You been thinking about that all day?" Well, I was. Her hour glass figure filled out the green and blue two piece suit she was wearing well. She had two full round breasts, nicely shaped hips, and a slender waist. Jeff estimated her to be about 5 feet 9 inches. With a body like that and being that tall, Jeff estimated her weight as about 20 pounds more than Sherry’s. She had typically Nordic characteristics. Shoulder length blond hair, blue eyes, and a fair complexion. Sherry greeted him as she approached the cab stand, “This is my friend Edie..