“I have a plan,” I said with a smile. I explained it to him and got dressed. This was going to be the only way to make things right. I headed bac...k to Alisa's house and ran up to her room. Luckily, her parents were out right now on their 'date night'. I went into her room and she looked at me with a bewildered face. She was still wearing her loose pajama bottoms and a t-shirt that revealed she wasn't wearing a bra. “What took you so long?” I bit my lip but remained confident in my plan. “He. She looked so beautiful. I stared at her. The redhead was perfect. The brunette was behind her on the bed and I didn't have as good a view of her. She was a little skinnier than my preference, but it was too late now to pick a different pair. The perfection of the redhead made up for any imperfections in the brunette.I opened the pass-through and put the food in. The snick of its closing was enough to rouse the girls. They looked around, confused. It came to them where they were. The brunette. "Yes baby its your pussy" says mom. I could hear movement behind the door and knew mom and Bill were getting it in. For some reason hearing mom and Bill fucking turned me on. I could just imagine what they were doing behind that door. Mom sounded like she was loving it and Bill sounded like he was crying and beating something into oblivion. I went to my room and got in the shower and played with my little pussy imagining that I was my mother and Bill was fucking me. I came good and showered. Before every visit Violet would go through the same rituals at home. First she would take a long shower, and if necessary she would shave off her pubic hair, and rinse her genitals internally with a vaginal shower bottle filled with a special soap and lukewarm water. Then, she would spend considerable time to apply full makeup. After that she would dress up modestly to avoid attracting the attention of the neighbours and pour herself one or two glasses of gin tonic on the rocks to help her.