Amelia I have always fantasized about being with Tom & another woman. Would you please be that other woman ? I think you are a beautiful woman with an...incredibly sexy body. I would love to touch you, smell you, feel you, taste you...delight in all that is you.Much to my surprise Amelia replies yes. She tells us that her shift ends in an hour. We settle our tab, provide her with directions to our hotel & head out the door. Back in our room we set out to create a mood. Dim light, soft scented. This was unexplored territory for all of us, but it seemed to be going well. So far, anyway. == A few hours later, Jessica knocked on my door. "Come in." I said. She did. She was wearing a tiny black slip, the hem barely reaching her thighs, and the material was so thin and tight across her ample chest, I could see the outline of her nipples. "Hi." I said, sitting up in bed. "Rose is still awake." she answered, ignoring my greeting. "Uh... OK." I said uncertainly. "She said there was no point. Another strike and a nine spare left me on one-seventy-nine after seven. The team was winning even with the prospect of a zero handicap for me and they seemed more than happy to have me as their fourth bowler.'There, now she knows your abilities as a bowler Fred let's see what she thinks of you as a person, let's see if she likes what she sees.'The question came so automatically I couldn't help it. 'With or without your help?''Oh without of course. I mean I have to give you a chance to impress. She looked at me and nodded.“I guess Terry hasn’t told you what happened to all of us today. Nothing terrible but I’ll have to tell you in a bit. For now, you need to come downstairs so we can talk. Terry, you can go to bed now… on your own.”“Wait a minute,” Aunt Julie said, “you can’t tell me what to do.”“I think we can,” I said. “We have video of you fucking your sister’s son. Now that would be bad just on it’s own, but since Mom and Dad are the money behind your real estate firm then imagine.