She placed it shakily on the small table. “I thought you said Charlotte was a lesbian!” She said accusingly to her flatmate. Enid looked almost as... much disconcerted as Hyacinth. She was leaning against a chair, watching the broad smile on Charlotte’s face with an expression of as much disgust as fascination. “She is! She is!” Said Enid. “But I suppose being a lesbian doesn’t necessarily mean that…” “Well, something must have made her pregnant! However versatile Josephine may be, I don’t think. Still, I wasn't happy about leaving my car so close to a possible crime scene, one of the few standing structures in the entire area, but with the flooding I was pretty much stuck and out of other options. Besides, my plan was to just look things over for now. Really. I'd be back at the car in half an hour – two hours tops.What could possibly go wrong?For this operation to be a success, I needed to be able to do four distinct things. I was going to have infiltrate myself quietly and secretly. I went to the passenger door so I could move the seat backwards to allowhis tall huge ebony frame to get in. As I leaned over the seat, a light breeze fluttered my dress upwards, giving him a complete view of my heart shaped round ass and my fresh shaven pussy...Then he got a good glimpse of what I wanted to show him. Getting into the car, I had to lift the dress from under my buttocks, exposing my ass cheeks as I sat down, while the skimpy front rested on my naked wet crotch. I picked my hem. Helen had pulled me with her to smaller table at the other end and slightly in the shade. “You’ve been a good girl, Carrie,” she whispered, pulling me into her lap. “Helen!” I gasped at the forward display. “Not here!” She didn’t take a no for answer; instead, she tightly wrapped her arm around me. “Don’t think I don’t know what you need. Take off your panties!” I froze, but she just waited. I glanced across the terrace, but they were so caught up in their inebriated banter that they didn’t pay.