”“I would love to have seen that,” said Steve.“But when I wanted to go down on her, she shut her legs and went into the bathroom.”“Cocktea...ser.”“My only advice is to allow her to do what she wants,” came the sage advice from Jack. “Otherwise you’ll have to rely on spanking the monkey.”“Oh fuck,” said Martin. “Then I’m in deep shit, too. Joan wants to be more sexual but I don’t have the stamina.”“And Amanda asked me if we could join a swingers’ club,” came from Steve in a small voice as if he was. The car ride was strange as no one said anything but Sophie's brother Josh and sister Maddie kept giving her strange looks.Sophie had blossomed well. She had bright green eyes, wavy brown hair and a shapely body. She had how ever never had a boyfriend even though she was a cheerleader in high school 'cause her father always scared them off. She was now studying to be a high school teacher but was on holidays because of her birthday.Finally, they arrived at her uncle's farm. Her father parked. “Right, ladies. In you come – take a seat on my sofa.” She pulled the door open as wide as she could and stood to the side to allow the girls past her.Mrs. Portman smiled as she watched the three teenagers take their places on her large, three-seat sofa. She remained standing in the doorway for a minute before closing her door quietly and walking across the large room, sitting down on the high-backed wooden chair that had been placed in the centre of the room, facing the sofa where the girls. ”The eyes before me initially observed me with an angry expression, before softening somewhat. After a few moments of silence, the man smiled and said, “Come inside, boy.”After moving his body to the side I sheepishly entered. “Sit down at the kitchen table,” he commanded.After placing my shoulder bag next to the chair he ushered me to, my olfactory senses went into overdrive with the smell of cooking food. It smelt like meat and I couldn’t remember the last time I had tasted that delicacy. I.