"Mom's more excited about it than I am," she giggled, biting her bottom lip as my cock pressed against her pussy with just our underwear between us.We...started making out hot and heavy then, so we didn't have a lot more to say about Lisa's mom for awhile. I kept most of my weight on my elbows as I covered Lisa with my body, but she liked feeling my chest against her tits too. Man! Lisa had some awesome nipples! They were hot and hard, puffy and trying so hard to grow. I bet they really ached too. Doesn’t seem like anyone has any. The one made out of driftwood, not the one made out of old pallets. We sit atop a picnic table, sipping the fruity concoction in our cups and resting our feet on the seats to take a break from the sand as well. I can’t really taste any alcohol, but I do feel immediately more relaxed. The table is slowly losing its fight with gravity, having sunk an inch or two into the sand. For a few minutes, we just watch the people of the beach. Observe our. Leaving her twitching spastically on the floor, I pushopen in sequence the two doors leading to the outside corridor and step out.I put on a Greek accent for the benefit of two older women who have obviouslyjust been stopped short by my sign. I part my hands apologetically. "She's a stinking mess in there, ladies. You no wanna go in. Please, youuse the washroom onna second floor." They grimace and thank me, hurrying for the elevator. I pull the large trashcontainer on wheels into the washroom. You have an appointment fortomorrow at 11 am. I asked specifically for Laura's favoritemanicurist, Pat. You'll get first class treatment, I'm sure." Thanks, Amy," replied the sissy. "Oh, could I ask a favor," hestuttered."Sure, Bobbi," Amy said smiling. "What are girlfriends for?" Umm, Laura insisted that I start wearing earrings while in theoffice," Bob whispered. "Since I don't have any here, would youhave a spare pair that you could loan me?" Speak up, Bobbi," Amy demanded. "I can't.