The magnificent Eiffel Tower in silhouette rose into the night sky. Holding hands in silence, we gazed out over the city. The air, a little chilled u... here; I took off my linen jacket, and helped her put it on.“There, I do not want you to feel cold.”“English, you are always gallan-t.”Her smile, eyes wide, and those dimples; I lingered for a moment, “De rien.”The first few fireworks were difficult to see. Then fusillades of bright explosions, huge streaks of red, white, and blue drew gasps. The last two pages showed two gorgeous women pleasing each other with their mouths and tongues and Kathy again heard Linda gasp softly and say almost as a whisper, "Ohh!"When Kathy closed the book they both were obviously turned on and breathing hard. Kathy said, "I hope you don't think I'm some sort of a slut after seeing those. They are considered rare works of art."Linda sighed deeply and said in a hoarse husky voice, "I can see that Kathy... they are certainly... clear aren't they?"Kathy. As I was doing tha,t she stood up to check on her washers. She walked over to the trash next to me giving me a little sexy smile. I smiled back.“The band your listening to is Deftones right?” She asked me.“Yeah,” I responded still loading the dryer.“Is this their new stuff?” She said picking up my iPod and looking at the screen, then placing it back down before continueing, “because I've never heard these songs before.” I shook my head yes in response trying not to stare at her. “I love their. You never would think that we are related. Joann is a short brunette, like Mom. I am a tall blond, like our dad. She leaned over to set her drink on the opposite side of the spa and without hesitation the robe fell off of her shoulders and hit the deck. She was not bashful about being fully exposed and was looking at the expression on my face. I was in awe. She looked like a goddess, tan skin, shaved pussy, all the right curves in all the right places. And those massive tits with the white.