Help me out."Lisa thought, "What the hell. Why not?" She knelt on one side of the stretched brunette and began to let her own fingers dance across the...taut skin along with Dan's. Soon Dan began to let his fingers wander across her breasts and along her pussy lips. Lisa hesitated only a second and then joined him in tormenting these areas too. She even let her own finger tease Diana's anus and actually penetrated her pussy a couple of times. Finally Dan stopped the tickling and began to run his. I expected to come home to exactly what I always came home to ... Mom washing the kitchen floor or cleaning her bedroom, maybe talking on the phone with one of my Aunt's or my Grandmother, likely with her E-Cig in her hand since she never let it go. She would probably be in a t-shirt top and gym shorts, her normal attire around the house, and when she saw that I walked in she would be ecstatic to see me and ask how I was doing and what my plans for the day were. That's not what I walked into.. ’ He gave her a sullen look and very ceremoniously dropped the cigarette butt in his half-filled cup of coffee and rose to leave the diner. ‘Ah, hell,’ Laurie thought, looking around to see if Tony, the owner, was seeing this. He frequently told her he wasn’t in business to lose business. He also was quick to tell her he’d hired her more for her looks than for her waitress abilities and customer services. There was nothing else she could do in this situation except turn on what Tony had hired. Maybe I do taste way better than Vegemite. Hey …”The unease was so not her and, somehow, I understood that revealing the intensity of my feelings meant I need not panic that something bad was running through her mind.“Hey what, lover?”“Would you like us to get a ginger cat?”There will always be a time for joking and the smart arse in me wanted to remind Annie that, of course, our friend Catherine didn’t have ginger hair. But for too long humour had been my shield, a shield that let nothing.