Tara brought me into the living room and had me sit on the couch, while Tamara went to the kitchen. I saw, open on the coffee table the old church dir...ctory that Mel had referred to last time. It was open to the “S” entries.As I sat on the sofa, Tamara brought me sweet tea and they both started peppering me with questions.What was California really like? Was I married? Did I have a girlfriend? What was my CAP score?When I objected to the direction that the questions were headed, they said that. Her hair was braided and she didn't look a day over 16. Quite a change from the sophisticated business woman of the night before."My, you certainly look different today, Marcy. Hard to believe you're a business woman from the States." Well, I'm not actually a business woman, but I am working now as you will soon find out." She smiled at Barbara as she placed a small box on the desk."Take a look at this stuff. You just won't believe it."Marcy showed her a copy of a driver license that indicated. 'I realized then that I had no choice. Our sex life was nearly non-existent anyway, and Sally was stubborn and always meant what she said. I was in a no win position and this was probably what Sally had planned. I thought I had just better get on with it and it would all be over in a couple of minutes.Once again I moved to the bottom of the bed and moved towards her open thighs. I really did not want to do this. I looked at the sticky mess that we had made. As I got closer to her pussy I smelt. But Jill said it was quite alright, thanked Marcel and took the cream to finish off her legs before asking for her turn with the water. Jill’s demeanour caught my interest, it was as if she wasn’t paying attention or was distracted by something. I quickly scanned the beach to see if someone had discovered our little seclude haven or anything else that may have drawn her attention away, but nothing stood out of the ordinary and I felt more comfortable knowing we where left alone in our little.