They were.Heather stared open-mouthed at the blonde news reader for several moments."Think maybe we should turn it up?" Cassie whispered to her friend... Heather shook her blonde mane as if to clear the cobwebs and pointed the remote upward again."You know. I always thought she had nice tits," Cassie said, "You just never knew, you know?" We know now," Heather said, licking her lips.Her skin gleaming under the hot lights, Aimee never felt more beautiful. She wore her usual facial pancake, but. "I'm sorry folks, I clean forgot. Davey that outfit was sort of an inside joke between your Father, Grandfather and me. I wore it as a sort of signal to your Dad that he didn't have to worry about the reception he was likely to get when we got home." The rather large gentleman who loaded the bags and is waiting patiently for permission to get moving is Cyrus Poole, and He is your Granddaddy's regular chauffeur. I'll introduce you all when we get home."He pushed a button on the side of the. “Been waiting long?” He asked. I’m hoping the wait is over.” I replied as I checked out his blue jean and leather vest clad six foot standing. “Trust me, the wait is over.” He told me as he lazed a finger over my black moustache. I quickly took the finger into my mouth, began to suck on it and snicker at him jolt of a reaction. Once I bit down on it a little, it was by my teeth that he led me up the hill and into the cornfield. Once in a few feet, I was really amazed. There was enough corn. Ricky had never said anything to her about being into girls too, but sometimes out of the corner of her eye Harmony had seen her friend eyeing her or her sister Emily with what seemed like lust in her eyes. She wondered if Ricky might be up for some playing around.“Do you want to practice seeing if you’re any good at it? Harmony asked.“You mean, the two of us?”“Why not?”“Isn’t that kind of gay?” asked Ricky.“Not if you’re thinking about boys when you do it.”“Okay, but you can’t tell anyone.”The.