I climbed out from between Jackie and Tina and put the coffee on, some of the girls may be a bit hungover, because we went through two litres of gin b...tween us last night.I made two big pots of coffee and started on a big stack of pancakes for breakfast then shouted everybody down, seven naked girls sat round the table eating pancakes and drinking coffee, it was like a scene from an 80's sex comedy.Breakfast eaten, coffee drunk, pots washed. I went upstairs for a bath. Pixie was waiting, sat on. One of the retreating men stared at it in horror, before turning tail and running in terror. The man in front of him was left exposed."No! Cover each other!" Heinlein yelled.He shot the twitcher, spraying its blood across the crates. The retreat was in danger of becoming a rout and if that happened they were going to get slaughtered.The front man looked back and three twitchers jumped over his cover. Heinlein shot one, but couldn't stop the man vanishing beneath a hail of lashing. I knew my husband couldn’t see how high my dress was or he would be looking at my legs.The TV blocks everything from his view. I felt my son shift his body around. When he did his dick ended up on the back of my ass. I kind a wished he would try something and how you doing back there, son and I asked him.I’m Ok, mom, how are you feeling? I like what I’m feeling and I answered him and ere your arms getting tired where you have them? Yea, it’s a little uncomfortable and here try this to see if it. “Here you can dry with this, and this sweatshirt should be big enough to cover everything.”“Thank you.”She quickly dried her body. Her breasts barely moved when she rubbed the towel across and around them. At one point she turned her back to me and my eyes were drawn to her miniature and absolutely perfect butt. When she bent over to dry her feet, I almost passed out. Everything about this tiny woman was perfect.“Mick O’Dell the Seventh, thank you. This shirt is nice and warm. May I have some.