It allowed them the time to do a proper grooming while at the same time indulging their sexual desires. Betty had come to accept Midge's lesbian urge,...though she still preferred cocks. And Midge didn't mind cock as long as she got to Betty's pussy on occasion.After viewing the very first tape Mr. Lodge came to the realization that this would be to hard a task to accomplish by himself. He was wondering if maybe he shouldn't call on his friend Stan to help in this editing. He decided against it.. You feel better now? Because we still have to do more shoppingand eat dinner. You ready?"I shook my head; I wanted to just be held some more and Mama was OK withthat. I put my head on her b*est and my hand too. I really wanted tonuzzle but knew this wasn't a good place of course. After a minute Isaid, "Can we go home and finish another time?"Mama was stroking my hair and said, "We can if we must, pumpkin." Peoplewere walking by and saw where I was touching her, but she didn't mind andthe people. I took my time to lick it all clean and only then let it slip back into the next booth, for the owner to wrap it back in clothes and hide it in his pants. I did hear the fellow in the net booth, buckling up and I bent over the hole to look but could not see much else than the black pants and black shoes of the man and then he opened the door and went out. I also wanted to get up and go but did not want to face the man, I had just sucked and so I waited, tidying myself with a napkin. Now I was. Well, I’m going to go to bed. Long day. Good day.”“Oh yeah? What happened?”“I’ll tell you tomorrow. Hey, don’t get caught, all right? I don’t want to be grounded the last week of vacation because of you.”“Don’t worry. I think James is done for the night.”“He looked like he ... Well ... Yeah. I’m going to bed.”“Me too. James is leaving. I have something to take care of,” she said suggestively.I sniggered. “What, he won’t, uh, lend a hand?”“I can do it better,” she said quietly.I laughed. “But.