‘Will you stop asking questions and pass me that suit over there!’ replied le Comte. Too busy worrying about the dinner to answer his page. Agnan... had tried on every single formal suit he had, each one more dazzling and flattering than the last. Finally he tried on his last suit, a dark purple with silver thread on the edges and a diamond on each wrist. This was his best and favorite suit although he’d never worn it before for fear of it being ruined. ‘Ah, sir! This is indeed the best you have. You are a great accountant and a great assistant. I’ve been watching you for some time now. You are so shy. You never speak to anyone… you seem so alone.” I felt desperation in myself when he said that. He knew it was alone. He knew I had no one. I drove home every night only to find an empty house. A quiet, sad empty house. Mr. Bell walked behind me, “It’s sad that you have no dad on Father’s day. Two years in a row with no father. It must be awful lonely. To go home and watch endless hours. Kelsey and Vikki start to pump their fingers in and out hard and fast. “Oh, oh, oh, oh, HARDER, FASTER!” Becca moans loudly. “Are you sure Becca?” Kelsey asks. “YES PLEASE!” Becca pleads. “As you wish.” Vikki says. Kelsey and Vikki smile at each other. Then they pump their fingers into Becca’s pussy as hard and as fast as they can go. Becca starts to moan even louder, catching the attention of Nicole, Becca’s older neighbor who was walking home carrying a gym bag. “What the hell?” Nicole says. ”Nancy continued, “So, pretend for a while that you’re bisexual. I kind of did when I started, but I really enjoy ANY combination of people I’m with now.”“What was your last great threesome?” Amanda asked.Nancy chuckled, “Well, I lucked out. I had Sean and Mike doing me at the same time – DP and all that entails. That was rare though. Before that it was Dave doing Joan, Susan, and me. Whichever pair of women were free were doing each other. I don’t think I’ve ever had so many orgasms in one.