"It's time," Maggie finally managed."Let's go," Candice said with a shrug, deliberately rubbing her ass against her mother as she walked past. The dre...smakers, sitting patiently in the Pryor living room for the last 15 minutes, did not give a thought as to why they needed to cool their heels. These diva girls were never on time.But except for the fact she was nude much of the session, Candice was the total pageant pro during the elaborate series of fittings.Later than night, she was still. A pair of swinging doors flew open in the kitchen and a plain lookingred-head walked up to the front counter. She had the remnant of a nearlyfinished cigarette in her mouth and her bushel of auburn locks wasconstrained by a thin, white disposable hair net. She reached below thecounter, extracted a container and began opening it."Hey, Ruby! We got someone new in town!" the dark-haired woman calledout enthusiastically.The proprietress stopped what she was doing and looked up briefly,scanning. Danielle pressed herself against my back. Her hips rocked forward and back with mine. I loved being sandwiched between the mothers of my children.Dani had been reluctant to rejoin the casa in the big bedroom. She was afraid that Xan would wake others up in the middle of the night and she didn't want to cost anyone sleep they needed before classes. To some extent, she was justified in her concerns. It seemed, though, that there was always someone moving about upstairs and we were all able to. And that's because on paper it's all wrong. I was twenty years older than her. She was black and I was white. She was gorgeous and I was… well, I had done all right with women over the years but I had never considered myself to be handsome. Now that the age battle was getting the better of me, I was looking at a different area of the spectrum as regards women.I was thinking about grandmas. While young men wanted MILFs who had a certain amount of experience and were perhaps more uninhibited than.