Even Lola had made her at her best and I was flattered of having the opportunity to have three evening with three so beautiful women. Of course, with ...ola sex was out of question.The meal was great with pleasant small talk, mostly about our children. Then Lola asked if I had sent in the divorce papers to the court and the reason. I told her that the reason didn't matter nowadays and I had written "drifted apart". Then I told her that I wanted to share everything 50/50 including shared custody. In a flash the blonde realized what they were going to do to her."Oh God! No!" she cried, staggering back as far as she could. She pulled away wildly. She thrashed her body back and forth, her hanging titties swaying back and forth from the violence of her struggle. Lydia cried out, sobbing and choking as she tried to twist her way free of Rick's hard grip. But he held on to her too tightly. Quickly he and Doug pushed her into the stall, stroking the big jackass' neck slowly while telling Lydia. Fine, I thought, two can play at this game. She was wearing a Sari (a type of Indian dress) and her midriff was bare, only a small part of it covered by the cloth of her sari. I reached around her waist and pulled the cloth over her flat stomach, and with the slightest trepidation, pinched her lightly on her skin. She damned near jumped into the ceiling.The man looked at us when she jerked, but she managed to regain her composure just as quickly. "It was nothing," she muttered to no one in. As she sat there, on the couch beside him, she’d occasionally look his way, but each time she did it hit her like one hell of a tropical storm again. “Is everything alright?” he said, softly. Is everything alright, she told herself. Is everything alright she said to herself again. No everything isn’t alright she went on to think. Oh gosh, oh wow ohhhhhh no and her eyes closed and remained closed for a few seconds longer. That is until she felt something on her lap. She opened them and looked.