Nicola, the cleaner that Wendy had chosen, was a good worker but was never going to be more than an adequate cleaner. This was her first job since her... children were born and she didn't have any spark. One day Wendy and I were talking and I asked her opinion of Nicola. She replied "Oh yes, I know she's has got much get up and go, but I had to be careful that I didn't choose someone who was going to try and take over the household." Wendy certainly seems to have her head screwed on!I know Wendy. The woman was smart and could carry on an intelligent conversation that was sorely lacking in the Yellow Orchid. Like her, all the other girls came to get laid. By someone they knew or a beginner from the university.Since the two biker bitches each received twenty year sentences because of their drugs in their bikes, threatening and attacking a police officer, then returning for revenge the next night that landed them in the Valley State Prison for Women. There they could have all the pussy. I couldn’t take my eyes from her. I don’t know what it was, her hair was a mess, she didn’t have any make up on at all, but oh she was divine. She strolled in and my eyes were transfixed on her hips and their gentle roll as she entered the room, chatting away. She turned and leaned her butt on the arm rest of the couch and looked at me. I was in a trance. I honestly cannot tell you a thing she said. She stretched her arms above her head. As she did her tank top rose slightly revealing her sexy. Guess so.”I wrapped my arms around him and hugged him from behind, allowing my hard nipples to press into his bare back. I gave Andy a kiss on the neck and then nibbled at his ear lobe.“Let’s go back to my bedroom,” I suggested as I pulled Andy to his feet and twisted him to face me. My hands were still around his neck. I pulled him down and kissed him on the lips. His tongue met mine. We deep kissed for half a minute before pausing. Damn, this boy knew how to kiss.“Bedroom?” Andy asked. “You.