”Frustrated, he snapped, “Shit, let’s change the subject.”“When are you planning to move the girls and their belongings to twenty-two fourte...n?”Diana smiled, but knew her husband was very troubled, indeed. “I haven’t checked in on them since we returned from our shopping trip, but Arlene says they have everything boxed and ready to go. They’re in the process of picking out their wedding dresses and will have them fitted in the morning. Oh, and I made certain that Ashley and Christine bought. "Num-num," she said inanely. Feeling ridiculous, but thirsty, I sucked, filling my mouth with orange juice. It should have been milk, I thought, eyeing the enormous mammaries of my nursemaid. I saw that her fingernails were longer than her fingers. Painted a shining silver pink, they had to be fake, like the tits. The tip of her tongue appeared between those perfect teeth as she seemed to concentrate on some unseen delight half a yard behind my head. What is this girl on? I thought. She cooed. Jack patted a thick pouch in his vest. "Bless you, Lucy," he said. "I hope the old lord and lady settled a nice little sum on you. You've been in service with the Netherwoods, well..." All my life," Lucy said.A rumbling of iron wheels, accompanied by rhythmic hisses of steam, came down the street."My tram," Jack said."Fare thee well," Lucy wished. "Hope your girl meets you at the railway station."Jack smiled. "Well, in case she doesn't, I better steal a kiss to tide me through," he said. Lucy's. Then I looked at Ana, who was looking at me with her eyes wide open and an evil grin in her face. My mouth fell open when she just pulled up her dress and exposed to me her tiny red thong.Both women kept their legs open with their thongs exposed even when the waiter returned to take our orders. When the poor man left the table, his cock was as hard as mine.Laura noticed it and smiled; saying our waiter had a nice erection.Ana also smiled and said that I seemed to have the same problem.But Laura.