"Let's go to dinner."As soon as the two couples entered the restaurant Ann and Kathy went to the restroom. They didn't say a word as they entered sepa...ate stalls and took some toilet paper to dry their wet pussies. "Are you OK with this?" Ann finally asked from her locked stall."With what?" Kathy answered knowing fully well what she meant."I saw John touching you and you saw Tim touching me." Ann answered."How do you feel about it?" Kathy asked unsure how this conversation was going. She would. We small-talked, and she asked about Lorene. I told her she was on the road again for business, and of late, only is home long enough to get fresh clothes, give the business a quick look, then gone again. Lillian told me she and Gloria had a falling out, and wondered if I had spoken to her. My contact with her had been merely waves as we passed in our yards. I had seen an older man at her home several times, so assumed she had begun seeing him. Lillian made a rather insulting comment about. He removed his t-shirt and wiped the sweat off of his brow and torso. He took a long gulp from a bottle of water before he dumped the rest over his head. I could feel my pussy twitch with need.I had made the decision that today would be the day. I made sure we worked in the same area. It was hot as hell again, and I wore my shortest denim shorts and a halter top to show off my lean body and firm tits. Men had been flocked around my booth, and I was positive it wasn't for the giant snakes unless. The next few days, we all stayed at our flat whilst mum made all the arrangements for Arnold's funeral and we began making plans to move down to the cottage.Mr. Patel and Joe were genuinely sad that we were leaving, we'd been good tenants and not only was there mutual respect, but we'd grown to like each other as well and even Joe who we'd not really known all that long was quite sorry that we were going too.We spent most evenings in the garden, the girls just drinking a few cans of lager.