"Mary. What do you do at your bank where you can take a two hour lunch break? Do you rob it?"I was rewarded with another of her golden smiles, and her...cheeks even dimpled."No, silly. My boss understands about my needing some time off. I have two weeks vacation time, and he said I could even take sick time, if I needed it." Must be a very understanding boss." She seemed to have a great job, actually."So, what's your plans for this afternoon, then?" I asked her.Her smile turned into a wicked. That can't be right I thought.Just as I had finished putting my dress on when a young lad came through the door and into the kitchen. He was at least 6 foot and his arms were bigger than my legs (is name was Jay and he was the leader of the gang)."Where do you think your going bitch" He said"Excuse me!" I snapped back at him.He bounded over to me and grabbed my hair pulling my head back "I said where the fuck do you think your going bitch" Ow your hurting me let go" I said as I grabbed his. But tonight, I'm going to get to know them very well", Cadence said with a grin.***A little while later, Samantha heard a knock on the door. As she opened it, she saw two gorgeous, Latina girls who were Cadence's age. They were nearly identical, a little over five feet tall, long dark hair hair, large tits, and thick waists and asses. "Oh hi, you must be Cadence's friends", Samantha said as she let the girls in the house."I'm Martha and this is my twin sister Erica", said the girl with the. As Dean tore at the red and silver package, she asked the obvious questions. ‘Do you always go around with one of those so close to you? Where do you buy clothes like that, anyway?’ She was smiling, but really wanted to know. ‘No, I don’t do that.’ The veteran intelligence agent affected an exasperated tone. ‘I’ve got a couple of pairs of these briefs that I bought in the Far East – a seamstress in Saigon used to add these little pockets — handy for all kinds of reasons.’ Dean handed her the.