” He smiled. “I thought maybe we could have some coffee and talk, instead.”“You want to talk to me?” she asked.“Why not?” he asked. “Y...ou’re a nice looking woman. It turns out you can actually talk, and I really like the sound of your voice - I’ve always been partial to altos - and I’m sure you have a story or two to tell, and I do too. Janet is expecting me to make mad passionate love to you for an hour or so, so we have some time to kill. Can you think of anything better to do?”Rhonda was. "Dave had been a little careless spreading his money around his home town of Waco and two of his cousins discovered what he had been up to and wanted 'in'. Neither of them were any brighter than Dave and frankly we didn't really want their help (or to give up another share of the loot pie) but it seemed logical that if they were to become also 'guilty' of bank robbery and receive a share of the loot, then they would have to remain quiet about us, or they'd go to prison themselves. In the end it. ”‘Let’ is not the word Jeff would have used, but Jeff figured the time to argue had clearly passed. “What are you going to do when your dad gets back?”Scott’s dad is who brought them to this hotel miles from home. He went out for a ‘couple of hours’ two days ago.“Dad? He’s not coming back. Trust me.” He flipped over on his back. Jeff couldn’t help but noticed the remnants of cum still glistening on Scott’s cock.Jeff hesitated, but then asked, “And my mom?”“Your mom? Like I said, she let me fuck. Better than your last," he said."Oh thanks, nice for you to compliment it for a change," she replied.Her hair was a rich auburn and shoulder length, this time round. It hadrecently been black, with brightly coloured highlights. Paul had calledher the "Bride of Frankenstein" as a result."Oh that colour suits you," said Laura when she entered the kitchen."Thanks, I thought I'd better go for something simple being as my lastdo got panned by that monster of a little brother of mine," she.