She was maturing before my very eyes. She walked very well in them too and confessed that she and one of her friends have tried on her mother’s high...heels and practiced…a lot. Andrea wanted to get her hair and nails done again but said that she could do her own makeup this time.That Friday evening I had reservations at our favorite restaurant. Andrea got all dolled up. Again I ordered a medium rare steak, a lobster tail, and a shrimp cocktail finished off with a cherry cheesecake and three. With some trepidation she had gone into the establishment early one morning and met J.J. before the tavern opened to the public for lunch.Wearing her Levi's as she had been told to, she was unprepared for her reception. Jack had come out from the back, saw her attire and rushed over with both hands outstretched saying, "My God! You're from Chicago Trust? You're really going to talk to me?"After assuring him she was, he took her to a table and began to talk about his plans for the place. Cathy. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to frighten you. We saw you from the window of the launderette. Sarah is watching the washing.” I think we were both grateful we hadn’t mentioned what we’d actually done. We had a quick chat about what to eat tonight and agreed maybe we’d eat out, just the six of us.It was nice, we sat around the table and talked about the sailing, and the storm. We talked about the swimming and the turtle we saw. And Sarah rubbed my leg with her foot – and Fred could see and smirked. Last. As much as she hated Delbert, there were times when she considered him an angel. He was by far the best cunt-licker who had ever had the privilege of tasting her cunt-lips. As his slithering tongue fucked into her cunt, Jenny's body stiffened in a long, luxurious stretch. She pointed her toes, gyrating her ass on the straw."Oh, fuck, she's a hot baby," Tyler said. "Look at them pretty toes wiggle. I've always wanted to have me some hot chick's pretty toes to suck on. Oh, yeah!"Tyler collapsed.