She went into the kitchen sat down at the large round wooden table and carefully sliced open the box with a knife. She lifted up the lid, pulled aside...the protective cardboard cover and looked down at…at…Oh no! She gasped. No…no..no…But it was. Instead of a wonderful racing car ready to turn on and drive away she saw clear plastic bags. Big ones, small ones, middle sized ones, each filled with what seemed to her to be thousands upon thousands of tiny shapes. There was a black object in its own. 5-4 underway – do not interfere.’ The number ‘551.5’ implied that it was a research on meteorology, and the number ‘4’ that only experts could raise objections, but it was customary to write a false subject number in order to deceive less knowledgeable people – in a word, an expert could prove his competence by inferring the right subject number from the limited info available to the general public. Jane contacted the Queen Ant proposing to change the subject number from 551.5 to 133. ’ At that , her head came up, a puzzled angry look on her face. ‘How would that be possible?’ ‘A threesome, or foursome, with Beth or me, or both of us, or with Amy as the fourth, with either of us. I know both would be willing. Or just the two of us together again. Beth would be willing to make it up to Jake, and so would Amy, We’d just have to get him to see them as something other than non-fuckable sisters.’ Ray laughed, and a second later, Ellen giggled. ‘You promise? To do that to. I rubbed my pussy and pulled out pink and white boyshorts and matching bra and denim mini skirt ad a white tank top.I went down stairsAnd sat on the couch. I had a weird family. Each arrived one by one. First was my mums brother David. He had 1 daughter who was 13 and a wife and they were christian. Their daughter however was a slut. Next was my aunty Judy. Her family were nudists becuase they didnt believe in wearing clothes. It was Judy, her husband Bob, their son Mark 8 and their daughter.