.. or her father's older brother." Well, let's hope he doesn't actually have any daughters," Samantha said with a disgusted curl of her lip, "or niece.... Are you planning to come out of your psychic closet and challenge ... well, whoever?" Not if I can avoid it, I think I can stop this without revealing my identity. But there are more like him out there, you can bet your ass. If I start taking them down, the community may figure out someone's fucking with them but, hopefully, not who."I looked. It's not like we paid for it."The two friends giggled at that and the elevator arrived."What floor, ladies?" asked the little old elevator operator. The girls were surprised, not aware that there still were such people."Uh, Pampered Princess Day Spa?" said Valerie as they stepped in. "Suite 321" Oh-ho! Lucky ladies indeed! Pampered Princesses to the 32nd floor!" he exclaimed and punched the button.They started up."So, it's a nice place?" asked Tracey."Well, I'll say this: I've never seem a lady. Upstairs in the attic was also where her and her friends hung out, so there was a couch, tv, and a bunch of other stuff up there. I came up behind her and put my hands on her waists, slightly blowing in her ear. Breathing on her neck, I started kissing it. I turned her around and we began making out on the couch. We heard someone yell that the family was going for a ride, but we volunteered to stay behind. I smiled. We heard everyone leave, and then resumed our session. My tounge found hers. "Put it in my mouth. Please put it in my mouth." He pulled out and place it just inside of her mouth, and it was coming out and filling her, until she had to swallow to make room for it all. She liked the taste, so she went ahead and sucked it all into her mouth. He handed her a can of "wet wipes" and she cleaned herself. She wiped her mouth, and kissed his cheek. "Just like I remembered. Thanks."She got on her knees and went over to the door putting her sandals on, and unlocking the door to.