A girl could get used to that. I sighed and put my daydreams away and went out to face the real world.Mark staggered in about twenty minutes later. I ...uspect he’d lost what little he had left in his stomach getting out of those clothes. The shower ran for an inordinately long time but I just sat at the table, sitting coffee. He finally dragged himself into the kitchen. The most apt description of how he looked was ‘like shit’, words I never thought I’d use to describe my husband. I got him a. The knock on the door came as a shock, he was sitting in the chair towards the back of the room as I started to walk to the door dressed as before and with my dressing gown tied, loosely I opened the door and the same young boy stood blushing in the corridor, I invited him in because with coffee they have to pour it, I stood the other side of the coffee table and bent down to move some magazines off the table to make room for the tray, I was aware that my dressing gown top had fallen open and. "Melissa waited for the others to exit before she got out. She turned to Susan and smiled, shining the light in Susan's face. "Remember, Susan? Remember how you made me strip right here? With only the icy cold car to lean against?"Susan shuddered, her pussy still throbbing softly. "Uhh ... I-I'm sorry, Melissa ... I didn't..." Shut up."Susan bit her lip and fell silent."Strip."Susan whimpered and started to undress."All of you. Strip. Heather, keep Diane cumming, just like you."Heather. " I usually eat even more than that, but I hoped that he'd be more likely to give me more if I didn't seem greedy."Water or coffee?" Water please."I watched him make my breakfast: four slices of frozen bread thawed in the microwave and four slices of cheese to make two sandwiches, and a cup of water. The same as yesterday's lunch, and not nearly as much as I wanted. The last three meals had been about a quarter of what I would've eaten at home. I hadn't been doing anything physical, but I was.