The rear car parks lead into a garden area that was dark and seemed woody, with trees surrounding the drinking area. My mind raced as my wife turned... and said to us all: "Looks like fun to be had by all! Pippa my darling, I shall make absolutely sure that you have a night to remember. In fact I shall make sure it’s all on videotape so that you can’t forget it… even if you want to!" She laughed mercilessly as a gleam shot through her eyes. "We have to buy tickets at the door because there’s. Gotta get back to my house for the pizza delivery. Thanks!” Sheila turned and walked off the porch.Oscar smiled, shaking his head. At least she seemed pleased at what she saw. Perhaps she would be back over one day. Maybe he could get her to join him in the backyard tomorrow. As he pulled up his pants and turned to go back into the house, he noticed Sheila’s friend join her from the bushes. What are those girls up to? he wondered.As the girls arrived back at Sheila’s door, the pizza delivery. The woman had no intentions of wasting any more of her life -- or her only child's -- on dead end relationships.I hope you're not suggesting I become a lesbian, mom." No," she said, and they both laughed a bit. Karen could see the freckles that covered her daughter's bare shoulder. The girl was a female version of her father, slight, short and feisty. She had not inherited her mother's shapely physique. The girl's skin reminded her of a softer, gentler side of her husband's nature, and had. "Picking up her own 'phone, Kathleen dialled a number, and then frowned."Mine seems to be on the blink again," she said."Be my guest," said Tarquin motioning towards the 'phone on his desk.The telephone was at the opposite end of the desk and so Kathleen had to bend over to reach across the desk to pick up the 'phone. Her big thighs strained against the material of her skirt and as she stretched still further the opulent curves of her of her arse were highlighted by the afternoon sun streaming.