It would probably have been considered a great success by everyone except for one small problem. Emma and Jill had made plans to go out of town the ne...t morning to shop for new fall clothes, which meant that they would need to leave earlier than normal. The entire time that Jill sat eating her breakfast, she kept waiting to hear the shower running in Emma's bathroom. After hearing nothing, Jill decided to go up and wake her daughter. When she entered Emma's room, she discovered that Emma was. Our eyes met across the tables. Guys came to Frank's Bar to find other guys and hopefully get laid. He was a lager drinker, a good sign. I was on iced cider, the latest craze. He was coloured, probably Caribbean. This part of London had its share, especially on carnival day.When he went to get a refill at the bar, I went too. I'd timed it that way, pacing my drink with his. I stood next to him waiting my turn, listening to the rich inflection in his voice when he spoke to the barmaid, the only. The babies slept a lot, both ours and Cindy's.Cindy wasn't shy about breast feeding her twins either. She really did have a great set of tits. It was an amazing sight later that day to see all three women sitting there in the living room on Georges really long 'L' shape sofa, with pillows all around them, breast feeding their six babies.There was a knock at the front door. George went to answer it. It was Margie and her friend (lover). She came in, took one look at the three women with the six. " You're on," said Davies. "But the pressure in the testicles line is off limits," said Ryan. "That was my idea."Cindy was leaning over a middle aged businessman in first class. He had asked for a closer look at the necklace she was wearing. He was such a nice man. He was helping her stay steady on her feet as she leant over him by placing his hands on her breasts to support her. One thing that struck her as strange, though, was that even though she had unbuttoned all of the buttons on her.