Mostly McDonald and Burger King bags sadly. Pulling a few out, Olivia reached in and pulled out wads of cash and started stacking them up. Tens, twent...es, fifties, and even a number of one-hundred dollar bills. The amount was growing rapidly and the total was frightening.True to his word, Carl had given her and Stacy roughly half of everything they'd earned and with as much as he had them working, their income was really astounding. There was thousands of dollars here and as encouraging as it. I had asked if I should have a few drinks, but he told me my own body would give me more and he is right…He kisses and licks me and darts upward to kiss my lips as he’s used several flavors, and I taste the cherry, grape and cola. More is applied to my breasts and more heat strikes me, he sucks again and then I taste the fiery peppers and the heat mixing with the gentle sweetness of the others. My lips and tongue feel the tingle and I can feel my pussy is already soaking the sheets as I realize. Tracy again got that feeling that she should start authoring something. Joan and Kent were articulate about their friends and lovers.At nine o’clock, a chime sounded in the dining room. Kent said, “That means the fun can start.”Instantly, Kent offered his arm to Tracy, “I’d be honored if you’d allow me to make love to you.” He looked at her ever hopeful that she’d say yes.Tracy held his gaze for a long moment, leaned up and kissed him, and said, “I’d like nothing better.”Bob watched them head. "Gerri, of course. I'm sorry. It's very hard to thinkof Gerri as your brother." I know. He is a cutie, isn't he. Thank a God I have him. He's got Mila,my daughter, tonight. With Gerry around, I never need to worry about ababysitter." Really?" Russ seemed surprised. "He's that... maternal... is he?"She laughed. "You have no idea."They were interrupted as, across the room, the big-band began theirfirst set of swing-era music. The soft, pulsing sounds of Glenn Miller's'Moonlight Serenade' filled.