They arrived at Tim's home an hour later. Ellen greeted them at the door."Tim and Lisa are waiting for you in the living room." She said to Marc and C...arla. Then she turned to Tammy and said. "Are you ready to do some big spending?".Tammy grinned "Yes, let's shop till we drop." she replied.Then they said good-bye to the kids and left.Carla immediately went to Tim. "I want your permission to fuck Marc." She said to him.Tim grinned. "You don't need my permission for that. You're not my slave."He. They didn't notice the smug looks on the faces of other patrons who knew why they were leaving. One customer wasn't smiling though. He just shook his head, wondering why his plan hadn't worked. If he had been alone he would have thrown a fit. Tommy thought that he should have been the one to get Brittany's cherry. She was such a cute, sexy girl that he had been after for months. He had known her for years but hadn't set his sights on her until a few months before that. He had been working at it. ." I wondered what was next -- a lawsuit?"Mona says you're pretty nice," Bonnie added, looking me over. I returned the favor. She was a long, tall drink of water in one of those flower-child floor-length skirts and a halter top that, well, seemed undernourished in the cups. The hair was long and blonde -- but a shade dark enough that I didn't think it came from a bottle, especially given the reddish highlights. The face was, well, plain -- a little rabbity with buck teeth and freckles and not. Is that you insisting on it, or does she do this on her own?”“It is her own choice, Sheila. All I asked was that she give you a chance. The rest was between you both. Jean was another matter entirely. She had no intention of marrying or having children at first, as she was a career woman; but when she found she had no career any longer, she had to look at herself again.As a professional woman of our era, she had no wish to marry a stone age man she had no common ground with, so could not talk.