The buzz of conversation in the great room beyond abruptly stopped. Only a recording of "Jingle Bells" could be heard.Kay walked up to her host. "Hef,...thank you so much for inviting us."Alice turned to the stunned partiers. "Hey! Is this a fucking party or what?"The spell was broken, and the revelers let out wild whoops. They proceeded to dance and disrobe.Alice threw herself into the arms of a young actor, who was living off the residuals from syndication of a wildly popular TV show he starred. ” Isobelle staggers back because she’s never seen him this disturbed about anything. He turns and looks over the town; it’s a lovely sight, but he doesn’t see it - not at all.Not sure what’s happening, but determined to keep a good record as Isobelle is a chronic record keeper now days, she goes to her seat to get her portable recorder from her handbag and she returns to the balcony. A moment after she does Gordie gets a phone call, he acknowledges the call, and he hangs up. Sensing something. Stacy wants to clamp her legs around my head to get her own orgasm, but I keep them spread, and she yelps, “Shit, I’m cumming, oh god yes, I’m cumming.” She is panting, moaning, and has both hands with firm holds on her tits. Amy lets my cock go, still hard, leans back and slips to the other seat, with her head back is breathing hard with one hand holding my cock. The night air is cool and I’m shivering, but eager and ready to fuck both of these girls. I let up on Stacy’s delightful pussy. She just chuckled and said, “Sisters don’t have secrets Babe”, which of course, made me wonder what else they share.It was now the first weekend in October. Jackie and I talked for hours the night before about my decision to leave the service. She said she would support any decision I made. I told her I was going in on Monday and handing in my papers to start the retirement process. She asked what I was going to do with myself then, and I was honest. I hadn’t a clue just yet. We both knew,.