Oddly enough they were his in amanner of speaking. Technically he had more dolls that a dozen girls puttogether and he laughed."Up yours," Chuck said ...miling, returning the wave Brad added with histeasing.Chuck, when he was hired, became the low man on the totem pole and thelow man on this particular totem got graveyard and the dolls. It wasmore than a little surprising to walk the warehouse among those dolls. Ahundred of them and many larger than Chuck. A few his size and most atleast five. Kim loved the natural attraction she felt towards Mary. Their friendship had a deeper connection and whatever they did felt right. Mary answered by rubbing her hand up Kim's thigh. Placing her hand on her mound. Kim spread her legs. Mary's questing fingers slipped into Kim's pussy lips. Kim moaned. Mary rolled Kim's clit between her fingers. “Ah, yeah.” Curving her fingers up, Mary thrust two fingers into Kim's slick pussy. Kim moaned and rolled her hips. Mary rubbed Kim's g-spot. The rough. It was evident when we went to bed after our shower. Rachael turned and ordered me to spoon her, pulling my hand to her breast. It was evident the next day when she finally got out of bed and found me in the kitchen. She turned me, slipped her arms around my waist, rose up on tiptoes and ordered me to kiss her. It wasn’t a hardship.But the real proof was later that day.We were sitting outside late morning in companionable silence, the sun hot, when Rachael spoke. “Let’s go camping. I want to. As we steamed towards the Fiords our generation gap was shrinking; our friendship growing.We experienced dining together in the luxurious restaurant with all its grandeur; followed by the farce of getting dolled-up together in the small cabin. Eventually two glamorous females were ready to enjoy some dancing in the ballroom.I think I spent too long dancing with Gerald which had left Margo sat alone simply watching us. But I found being on a dance-floor intoxicating. Gerald told me I danced.