I almost moaned when I saw Jessica come out behind them. She had curled her hair and put makeup on for the first time since we met. She was wearing a ...oft flowery summer dress that was cut low in the front and short on her thighs. Thin spaghetti straps held it up over her shoulder. She wasn't wearing a bra.I had put on my best shirt and slacks but still looked pretty dowdy next to her. She was absolutely gorgeous."Have fun and don't stay out too late," Sandy said, mimicking her mother, as I led. I can't believe that I've been missing out all these years!" Amanda declared enthusiastically."We'll maybe see you there then." Miranda smiled happily. "But in the mean time, I hope that you have a good weekend with the family ... and all that," she added a little enviously.Marcus glanced at her thoughtfully but he was obviously impatient to get going."Right I'll see you both on Monday ... have a good time at your concert – you both deserve a bit of fun."He ushered Amanda from the room, pausing. A long silence followed while he let her wonder and she began to twitch, then bounced her ass invitingly. Smiling, Greg finally entered, letting the door shut behind him. Returning to his chair, he set the bucket of ice between Sara’s legs. Taking one of the long thin ice cubes in his hand, he touched it gently against the base of her slit and watched her jump. She let out a quick gasp, but moved back against the cube, hesitantly at first, but soon letting it touch her constantly. He responded. Her jealousy is dampened, though she is scared he may distraught over the cat’s absence. “Is that a problem?” she asks, sounding hopeful.The boy opens his mouth to tell her what Missy had said that night, but he quickly closes it and shakes his head. Happy to know this, Sylvie is still reluctant to push. She isn’t like Missy. Maybe that night was just a one-time thing. She shakes those doubts away. Her arousal demands it, as it demands she do something. So she turns to him and places her hand.