Dressed in my yellow and red flowered bikini with a matching bow.Chapter 8Walking back up the hill carrying my wet clothes and pocketbook I wondered w...at would happen next. I didn't have to wait long. I passed Tom and Bill on my way to the house. They were working at making something. They were using stones. But, I didn't know what they were building. They were topless. Their chests large and Bill's hairy. Sweat pouring off them from their task."Hey CUNT," Tom said. I turned quickly, my still. I was verydisappointed that I'd missed it, but knew that it had been my own faultfor not telling Roger about the carrot thing beforehand."So what now?" he asked. "Should we just go home? Is there something elseyou want to do?"It was only four o'clock."Why don't we go sit in the park across the street," I suggested. "Maybe Ican introduce you to some friendly squirrels, or other animals." Okay, but let's go into the grocery store first," he said, pointing atthe Safeway.We went inside. And I. Even more astonishing was the cold, emotionless way both women talked about him. It appeared that his supposedly loving but troubled wife had less real feeling for him than for her childhood pets. All along, Matt had felt that Jessica genuinely loved him, and it was just her sexual hangups that closed off the intimacy. Could she be that good an actress? Or maybe the question was when was she acting? Was it with him or with her mother?It really did not matter which was the real Jessica and which. Did it smell like sperm? Maybe ... but I couldn't tell for sure."And don't forget to swallow," Janice said, with a little giggle.And so like a cat, I licked and swallowed, licked and swallowed. First making sure she was clean on the outside (swallowing pubic hair all the while) and then probing deeper, using my tongue as a scoop to get all of the juices out and down my throat."Hmmmm ... very nice," Janice sighed, contentedly.After a few more minutes, she pushed me gently away. Lifting my chin,.