" Connie, you slammed the door in my face," I said calmly. "I just thought that I'd go back to the studio and work on the photo's I shot this afternoo.... That way you could calm down and I could get some work done." I don't need to calm down," she hissed. "I'm perfectly fucking fine. You're the one who has a problem. You let that whore lean all over you. Do you think I didn't notice her rubbing her tits on you? And you just sat there smiling. I wonder what she'd have done if I wasn't standing. He was being very evasivefor some reason.And he had been putting on a funny accent all afternoon, a bit more"Estuary" than Received Pronunciation, in contrast to his more usualrather clipped upper middle-class tones, yet not (Emma had to admit)excessively so. Was he having a go at them for some reason? Had theirown accents lapsed a bit from watching too much Eastenders and he wastrying to imitate them sarcastically? It was the sort of offensivething he'd do, Emma thought peevishly.(As soon as. As Jim licked up her bountiful supply of juices he realized that not only did her pussy look and smell the same as her twin sister but it tasted the same as well. He was pleased because he devoured the taste of her sexual flow. Finally it was Jen’s turn, the younger of the three sisters, but still older than Jim. As she lowered herself to his face, he noticed that her pussy appeared different. The lips were puffier and topped by a small strip of hair. Her aroma was similar but sweeter than the. I got a couple of wrenches and took the mounting bracket loose then lifted the spare out of its resting place.“Melissa get that air gauge and the air chuck over there in that coffee can by the hose reel, we’ll check the air in all the tires,” Patch said, grinning at me when I looked his way.She came back with them and Patch smiled, that she knew what he was talking about.“Danny show her how to check the air pressure with the gauge and y’all put thirty-two pounds in each tire ... the spare too,”.