She always wore her blond hair short. She have small breast but she would always look good in a bikini. Her sister is Claire. She’s a year older tha... me and never really acknowledges my presence even if I tried a couple of times. She has long blonde hair and a killer body, not as athletic as her sister but bigger breast. We talked a couple of times but only as friends and never more to my sorrow. She currently in reflection for her studies and is not going to school so she moved back with her. She looked thoughtful and slowly took off her top.I was stunned, I had never thought of her in this way. But was very turned on, even at 48 she had great pert C cups - I was astounded. She could see I was hard and looked and said perhaps we should stop now. Lets go to bed and no monkey business. I stripped down to my boxers and Rachel got in wearing her knickers and no top. I put my arm round her and she repeated - no monkey business. Slowly, even with the tension we fell asleep. At about four. It was also time for Rachel to talk to a very willing listener. “Oh fuck…Annie….you’re the best…”, moaned Rachel“Do you fuck Nicole ?”, risked Jasmine“Sometimes…but I prefer fucking you”, answered Rachel, “Do you and Nicole do it ?”That took Jasmine off guard, and she waited before she answered, which was smart since the answer came from Rachel herself.“ Nicole tells me you two eat each other often but that your mother caught you once”, Rachel said quickly“Yeah…she did…she was not pleased”,. They didn’t need me. And Tom? What was his part in this? Would I see him again? And when? I stepped out of the shower. Freckles stood and wrapped me into a towel, then did the same with my hair. It felt good to be covered. The towels were soft and warm. They had me sit in a chair. I pulled my legs up and hugged them, leaning my head on my knees. There was a silence, a break that was more than welcome. Then Freckles started to dry my hair with the towel and brush it. He got a hairdryer from a.