She smiled broadly at him as he walked up to her. He gave her lingering kiss and then sat in the booth with her."You look awesome Becky! Was your flig...t good?" He asked."Yes, it was fine. I have never been to Chicago before. I think it is really a beautiful city. But hey when you are from a little hick town in Georgia you don't have much to go by." She said trying to make conversation to cover her own nervousness."Can I ask you a personal question?" Ken asked he looked at the pretty brunette. Ginger, on the other hand, had the supermodel look. Towering at 5'11, she was probably still a size 0, save of course for her sizable bubble butt that looked more at home on a Latina or black girl. Along with perfectly conical tits, the redhead had inspired many a fantasies in their high school. Today, she was wearing her cheerleading uniform, but from his vantage point, he could see that she had skipped the bloomers."Try to stay cool in front of all these girls man" Brad said, as he lunged. "If you insist," she said with unfeigned reluctance. "But before we start, here's the new thing."With that, she picked up the bottle of lotion and proceeded to massage it onto Jimmy's familiar cock, carefully applying a thick coat of lotion along the length of his sturdy, slender shaft. Then she completed her task by leaving a big glob of lotion right on the flared head."Now sit back and don't look," said Cindy, as she lay down on the other end of the couch and spread her long legs. With the. "That was Jessie's mother. She was one sweet woman." She was that." This came from John Comstock. It was the first and only human statement that I had ever heard him utter. Guess there had been some love in his heart at one time. Sadness must have overshadowed it for too long for it to make the light of day recent like.We dismounted in front of the bank and walked down to the tea room. Jessie and Felicity were the only ones there, besides Miss Sylvia. I was curious to see how John and Jessie.