John asked, “Has the whole world gone crazy today?”“I think so.”John reached over and poured himself a cup of coffee. Idly, John grabbed one o... the cookies and took a bite out of it. Puzzled at the shortness of the visit, he asked, “She was here for five minutes?”Marguerite answered, “No. She’s been here since the meeting was over.”“Why didn’t someone get us earlier?”She answered, “She was talking to me.”“Oh, I didn’t know that you knew her.”Marguerite smiled as she thought back to that evening. "Mr. Putnam, is my brother here?" Heather asked."He's watching TV," I related. "I dragged him inside when he started pinking up." Oh," Heather nodded. "Look, can Kate swim, too?" Kate smiled winningly.I frowned. The problem here was that I'd made Heather's mother sign a release; if I didn't keep the playing field level, then someone was going to smell a rat. "I made your Mama sign a paper giving permission," I pointed out to Heather. "I don't have one of those for Kate." Oh." Heather looked. It was hot to watch. She is very sexy and very flirty when she wants to be. She was wearing a very low cut top with a push up bra and I know I could not keep my eyes off of her. I am sure the guy she was flirting with couldn't either. I began flirting with a few of the women as well but I was not getting as far as she was. I watched as she snuggled up to him, and even gave him a few kisses. I had mixed emotions of jealousy but it was also hotter than hell.The crowd thinned and we were left with. Pausing briefly to bang on Tara’s door and yell at her to get up, I locked myself in the bathroom to change. I was dressed, had brushed my teeth and had started to brush my hair when I heard Tara thump into the other side of the bathroom door. I quickly dumped my pyjamas in the clothes hamper and scampered out of the bathroom to finish brushing my hair in the living room. Angie wanted to help but her hands were sticky and I had to keep moving around the room to keep her sticky hands out of my.