” “Where?’ “Just follow me down the stairs. I’ve found a storage room where excess mattresses for hospital beds are stored.” “Lead the w...y, Hon,” I replied. We stood up, Edna took my hand in hers, we went down another flight of stairs and down the hallway until we came to a door with the word “STORAGE” on it. “Here it is, Phil," she said, as she opened the door and led me into the room. Then she found the light switch and turned the room lights on. I could see a room full of mattresses stacked. I'm going to have to become a lot more successful before I canafford too many more people. And I, we, may move before then. Come on,let's get this done." Oh, uh, yeah," and we grab the hangers full of the clothes and anarmload or two of the other items and get them put up in the secondbedroom. Jillian directs me to where she thinks things should go,separating them out into separate drawers."If you want, you can rearrange this all later, this is just a start."I can barely mutter an "Okay," as. "This has to go," he whispered, as he yanked her shirt open. Victoria was frantic with lust. She shrugged the shirt off, and then tried pulling his face back to hers. As he kissed her hard, he led them to his abandoned chair. James sat down, unfastened his pants, and pulled his thick cock free. He pulled her onto his lap, facing him. His rock hard shaft nestled itself between her slippery lips. Victoria, unconsciously, began to grind her throbbing clit against it. She rubbed until his lap. "Maybe I'll win next time," she smiled.She followed him downstairs as he hurried off."I'll send you the paperwork and have your house on the market firstthing in the morning."After he left, Sabrina closed the door and smiled cruelly. She hadn'tfeminised a man since poor Alison Harris at his high school reunion. Thathad been over far too quickly, and before that it had been years.She reached for her cell and called her friend, Jason's wife, Debs. "Weshould talk."2They met for lunch a couple of.