"I feel so close to you." she says, "You suck so good. I hope I can do you just as good." Oh Jill," Rosy pants, "I'm so close to you right now, too. W...hatever you do, I know I'm gonna love it. I want you to eat my pussy. I've wanted to give it to you since you first saw my tits." I've wanted it since then too. I've dreamt about it." Well, what are you waiting for? You can do whatever you want with me tonight. I'm ready to give you my pussy."Jill kisses her way down Rosy's body, stopping off to. We did three complete takes, saving all of them. Then the two of us got around a mic and layed two tracks of backing vocals.We were listening to the playbacks, but it kept feeling like something was missing. Our young producer suggested that maybe we needed a female voice in the backing vocals as well.We were so close to having what we wanted as a song, that we were open to try anything.I went out front and asked if anyone had experience singing. Both Lucille and Laura, said they did. I told. We'll ask Mr. Jones what he would suggest."She nodded. I pointed out the gas light fixture and how it worked and she tried it a couple of times to get the hang of the mechanism then we went back to putting together breakfast.By the time the girls came down, everything was on the table. Eggs, bacon, toast, butter, juice, fruit, all laid out and waiting.I sat down and was reaching for some juice when I noticed the palm prints burnt into the heavy wood of the table top. I pushed the plate and. “Can’t Mom, I’m packing for the week,” said Tina.“I need you now,” said her mother.She heard her daughter stomping down the stairs: impatiently stomping down the stairs.“Mom... ?” started Tina, noticing her mom’s look.“Tina, you will not be going to your dad’s house anymore except on the weekend thing at the end of the month. At least for the foreseeable future,” said Glory.“What? Huh? But I’m almost packed to go,” said Tina. And you’re just telling me this now!”“Yes, and that’s my bad. I.