We went up as two and we came back as four. Both of us thinking what the fuck, both of us with tricks in tow. And why hadn't we got rid of them, indep...endently, already, just like always?Head count; there's me, and then there's my best friend Michael. He's all blond and fantastic, big blue eyes to make your heart melt, my best friend since forever. His trick is this latino looking lanky kind of guy with long black hair and a wonderful tattoo down one arm and across his back. Name of Chris. My. "I know that; Connie told me," Willie said. "I didn't call you about working, Mavis--Mrs. Moran. I want you to come down to my office as soon as you can. Something has come up--something disturbing." In a little bit," Mavis murmured, disturbed by Willie Quentin's stern tone.She replaced the receiver and hitched her panties into place, snug over her butt and plush, hairy mound. He actually sounded disturbed and slightly angry, she thought, dressing quickly and hurrying downstairs and getting her. She did my eyes with shadow, liner and mascara and eyebrow pencil.I thought I looked pretty. A lot more looking in the mirror.When she finished with Donna and I saw how pretty he looked I wanted totake him and kiss him, and I did. We admired each other and told eachother how pretty we were. We went to the car and drove to therestaurant with us in the back seat holding each other's hand. Weenjoyed the rest of the day and need I say...we spent a lot of timelooking in mirrors, when we could find. A split-second later a huge jet of thick white cum erupted from the tip of his cock and shot over his stomach and chest. A second spurt followed the first, and then a third. The spectacle tipped Susan over the edge of her own orgasm. All of the building tension released in a rush of tingling pleasure starting in her clit and spreading through her entire body. She let go a small, satisfied moan as she felt her body relax into the warm feeling.She continued to watch the scene in the next house.