‘What do you think I should wear?’ Janelle asked Ronette.‘Wear the white cheesecloth with the off the shoulder sleeves and the clinched waist’...she said, ‘the shadow from the white will accentuate your big boobs. I’ll lend you a special bra for even more push-up. Guys love cleavage.’ She took a drag of her cigarette. ‘And you’re like me, you could use some extra height, so wear my 4 inch pumps – the white ones.’ ‘Once you’re dressed, I’ll do your hair and put your make up on - you, darling, are. It wasn’t even noon yet. Our girls cleaned up our faces, then their own.I think she saw me fixing my ‘problem,’ but I needed to not be poking straight out, when we return the daughters to their crazy Irish father.Our cohorts in the back gathered up the trash. Something that looked like a series of garage doors opened, and as I drove through, Charles threw the trash into a very large containerIt had been a very nice place for a movie, kiss, and a poke.Pulling up to the house, there were ten. So what was happening to me you wonder at this moment of reflection to which will soon go to the way side when a very well dressed stranger slides his hard cock in my ass to which at this very moment is lying on my ass cheeks. So let me kiss this stranger really quick (our lips kissed deeply, his tongue made love to mine....his saliva tasted so good).Where was I...yes people change as well as things. I arrived home from college last week...even though I wanted to stay back there and continue my. This particular night they arrived just as I was leaving, around twelve-thirty, they slowed down as I crossed the parking lot and called out asking 'are y'all closed already', I smiled and answered 'for about forty minutes, you got here a little late to get anything'. Susette was driving, as usual and quickly pulled along side me 'you don't even know what we were gonna order'. I smiled and said 'one vanilla shake, one coke and an order of fries'. The two of them laughed and asked 'if we.