Cindy spoke. "What, sex? With boys?" Mostly boys, yes", said Tanya, "but sometimes with girls. Girls are just as good!" She glanced at me. "Or better!..."The twins looked confused. "We had a boyfriend once", said Melanie."Are you lesbians, then?" Cindy wanted to know. She wrinkled her nose again as if she was dreading hearing the answer.Tanya was enjoying this conversation. "Oooh, yes! If you really want to have your pussy touched, or your... " she looked down at the twins' breasts as if noticing. One week later....Rachel was walking around town buying supplies. This last week had been quiet. No sign of any danger. Vlad had retreated to his basement practising his magic. Both trying to find a blood substitute and arm himself for fight they both knew was coming but hadn't talked about. Rachel's trail of thought was broken by a women tapping Rachel on the shoulder. She was about Rachel's age red haired with large breasts and long legs. She was dressed as a waitress. There was a company. It would also appear that profound hearing loss is something of an epidemic among the adults of Manatee Bay.My first stop was at BreadBasket, as I'd be hitting my stops in reverse order of criticality of freshness. I'd hit Paco last, as the old pickup doesn't have a refrigeration section. The manager of BreadBasket, Sandy, was waiting for me, one of her stock boys by her side. I knew and liked this stock boy: Harold was 64, eking out his pension. Like most older folks, he was diligent about his. You will do your job naked. You will come here wearing black flat heeled shoes , silky black thigh high stockings , very short black skirt , four pairs of silver hand cuffs as a belt , a sheer white sleeveless, collarless front button silk blouse. You will do your job each day but for the last half hour we will fuck. One of things he would have her do is on Saturdays they would go to the local mall and he would enjoy forcing her to expose herself to random mall goers. Unexpectedly this would.