‘But if you don’t want to do things then we really don’t have to’I looked up at her and as our eyes met I leant in and muttered.‘Can I kiss ...you?’.‘Yes’.Our lips met and our tongues began to play. She pulled away, we put our drinks down and she pushed me to lie back and she straddled me, lying her body on me and we made out, bodies grinding against each others.My hands made their ways down to the ass I had dreamed of squeezing for years, as I squeezed her ass her mind thought about the dick she. Sara swore she would keep her hidden for as long as it took. Neither girl really understood what that might mean, all Sara knew was her best friend was afraid and it was a friend’s job to take that fear away.Sara continued to watch her Mom. She was calm at first, but the angry man was making her mad. Sara saw her reach for her phone and a few minutes later a police car pulled up and forced the angry man away. Sara turned away from the window and sank to the floor, her back against the wall.. ..." I mused.I honestly hadn't thought the idea through, but Stephanie did seem tobe enjoying herself and this would be a special way for her lifestyleto continue. It was a positive way for her to be with her friends."I do hate some of the jobs around the apartments. And it would bepretty cool to have a cleaning service attached to the rents. Let'swork out the details." Sounds good," I told her."One condition," Kelsey hesitated."Go on." I get to smudge grease on my nose and cheeks occasionally.. He reaches a hand out for me and instantly I go over to him, desire stirring inside of me as well, surprisingly. He takes my hand and leads me to a corner of the hall where a claw-footed bathtub resides, filled with steamy hot water and big enough for two. Whitey slips me out of my damaged dress and lifts me gently into the tub before stepping out of his jeans and straight into the water. I sigh lightly as the heat relaxes my sore thighs and hips, both aching from the rough sex only moments.