. he had the right to be cocky..."Uhhh... umm... just waiting for a friend." My words were stammered but he saw right through me. His sexy evil grin g...rew on his face. He changed the subject, "So who you bringin' back tonight?" "Ummm, nobody but myself." I say not really getting what he's asking. "Come on know bitchez like you. Your type ALWAYS got someone comin' back for some dick." he said walking closer to me. Just who the FUCK does this guy think he is? "Quinn, I got morals. I dont go around. I like it so far. “What is that aroma I am smelling?” “Night-blooming jasmine,” Jill said. “I know, I know. It’s not night, but we have some growing in our green room and we’ve tricked them into thinking it is nighttime. Our central air system pumps that scent throughout the building. It sets the mood for everything we do here.” “So I can see,” Jessica said. “I feel better already.” “Good,” Jill said with a sincere smile. “That is why we are here. Your husband said you have had a rough week. I. ." Caught bysurprise, we all turned and looked at her. Her role in this has alwaysbeen the same: keeping her mouth sealed while Samantha did what she didbest, negotiate and extract favors. We suspected this arrangement wasnot by choice, she was explicitly warned to do so. Fiona's inabilityto keep her own counsel and blurt out like that tipped the scale. Thismust be a doozy.It seemed to make up Wendy's mind, "Ok. You've got a deal. What's theprice? If you're going to ask me to - " Samantha. The busty virgin soaped her lower belly and worked up a thick lather in her coarse, curly bush. She leaned back against the shower wall as, with both hands she stroked and massaged and shampooed her fluffy forest. Her fingers strayed ever lower until they were sliding along and between the puffy softness of her hair-wreathed labia. This was wrong, she knew and as a strange heat glowed in her innocent loins she tore her hands away and turned the shower to a cooler temperature.Bob's schoolwork.