John let the girls take the lead and they sashayed down the corridor, swishing their hips alluringly as they chattered animatedly together. He watched...their tight little bottoms in motion and momentarily regretted not taking up Alyssa on her wonderful offer early that morning. The girls knew exactly the effect they were having on him, as they added extra sway to their step and threw cheeky glances over their shoulders. The Grey engineers stopped their work and followed the three girls with. She agreed.Tuesday evenings being the slowest of all, we were able to close early, go to my house, change clothes, and go bring Mrs Porter back. I called a nearby motel and arranged a room for her until we could get one of my apartments furnished for her.We had a tearful reunion, with Mrs. Porter astounded that Jean and I had become a couple instantly. She could not understand our relationship but was overjoyed with it, nevertheless. I told her about my several failed romances and how easily. My Mum is a hairdresser and is always busy working and cleaning when she gets home Around a week ago my mums friend Jane come over to our house after work to get her hair done off my mum.I was upstairs in my room playing on my x box and i could hear them both chatting away , after a while i heard jane talking about a guy so i turned down my volume and stood at the top of the stairs, jane said 'i havent told you yet have i Suzanne '' the other week i met this guy on the internet and we got. ” she replied a little coldly.“It’s my overthinking.” I tried to explain as plainly as possible. “If I hear you’re going out to a party, my mind immediately jumps to the worst-case scenario, and I’m worried. So this is a way of calming myself down. I know you hate me, but I couldn’t bear what would happen if something happened to you.”“Please stop being so dramatic.” Molly huffed. “I don’t hate you. I just don’t like being around you. I have every reason to feel that way. I get you’re worried,.