My job was to find those and put them back. By the time I graduated from high school I knew where everything went. Actually, I thought I knew everythi...g about everything, too, in spite of my Mother’s best efforts. She loved me, no, she worshiped me, but she was also firm and took no nonsense. Like I said, Mom was the driving force behind everything, if my Dad was left to his own devices, he would be living in a tent out in the woods with his fishing tackle. My Dad loved to catch fish, and he. I was ready for anything. We go into the apartment and both girls want me to get naked first. They want to see my cock. I pull down my jeans and Samantha and Angela pull down my underwear and my hard cock pops out. Both look shocked. Samantha is the first to touch it and takes it deep in her mouth. Angela starts to lick my balls. I feel like I am going to lose my load. They switch spots and now Angela is sucking my cock. Samantha starts to take off her top and her tits although fake look. Jas as usual came and sat by my side.“So, did he fuck your brains out then?”She tutted and raised her eyes towards the ceiling. “Bastard fell asleep before I even got them on.” “How on earth can anyone resist a girl in boots, especially one as sexy as you, Jas?”“Oh so you fancy me then, I kind of knew, I mean you’re always looking at my tits, Pete.” I admitted I couldn’t really miss them as she always had them on show. “Cheeky bastard !” she said and slapped my arm.We chatted for about another. “You don’t have anything in writing,” she said.“Is that how you really want to play this?” I asked.Sarah turned and walked out the door with a simple, “Whatever.”“Exactly,” I shouted after her and laughed.Sarah might not know how to show her gratitude but Ester did. She came by the store and did a lunch run every day. I bought my own lunch, but she brought lunch to us all. I had salvaged a picnic table in fair shape for the back parking lot of the store. Sarah and Allen, before he got himself.