Hopefully it wouldn't take very long and she'd be able to go home."I could see that something was bothering you today, Brenda. Do you want to tell me ...about it?" Huh? Whaddya mean, sir?" She got a sinking feeling in her belly. Had he seen what she was doing? And, if he did, what would he do? Would he punish her? Or tell her parents?"Who were you dreaming about this afternoon, Brenda? There's nothing wrong with what you were doing, you know. It's perfectly natural to play with yourself." The girl. Laurel and I greeted her as she hopped out of the truck. As usual, she was dressed in all black: a spaghetti-strapped, sleeveless, satin top; tight, denim, short shorts, and punk-style boots. I stared at her as she hugged her mom, wondering how in the hell someone as sweet and innocent as Laurel could produce someone like this hot minx. “Hey, Kyle,” Lana said as she came to me with open arms.“Hey, Lana,” I answered as we hugged, and I purposely kept my crotch away from her so that she wouldn’t. Pam found herself a bit on edge around Larry and Anne originally but after a few glasses of wine, she was feeling her old self around Larry and his wife. The guys were hitting the beer and mixed drinks pretty heavily as well and as the evening wore on, the foursome were all getting very loose in each other's company. Finally, Larry suggested that they all head for the large Jacuzzi that he and Anne always enjoyed relaxing in whenever they were just chilling and wanted to let the warm waters. He caught me as I was entwined with her performing our continuing nectar/Happy-mess suspension. The pool of excess gizem was cascading down over me from Loon’s vagina and plopping to the ground below. We were like a machine running just above idle, bubbles popping and fizzing, Loon phase, not noticing him at all although I did have my eyes trained on him for a moment, but not letting my lip grip on her nipple go cold.[Suckin’ and fuckin’]You can imagine his wonder, he being used to walking into.