It wasn't my favorite meal, but I also didn't feel that I had been punished. I sat quietly in the small jail house waiting room while they rounded up ...Gypsy Allen. When the jailer brought her in to us, he also brought a stack of paper for Simpson to sign. He signed for her since he was in charge. I smiled as I watched.While he signed I gave Gypsy a close look. She was trying her best to look innocent, but I wasn't convinced. She seemed to be on guard and thinking every second. She should be of. She’s going to be staying with mom and I for awhile.” I was caught off guard. Ygritte was about 5’5” with a dynamic figure: Large breasts, sexy ass, pretty face, long dark brown hair and sexy legs. “Hi,” Ygritte said with a smile. “Hello Ygritte,”I said. She was wearing a tight sweater which outlined her breasts nicely and a short skirt that showed off her legs from thigh to foot. “Ygritte’s mom was killed in a car accident,” Claire said. “Sorry about your mom,” I said. “It’s OK,” Ygritte. "What the hell is so goddamned funny Ricky? If you are going to tell us no then do it, you don't have to insult us." No, no Diane. That's not it at all. I just realized that there have only been three girls in this world that I could talk to and be myself with, you two and the hooker in Germany who got my cherry." So you can only talk to sluts, is that what you mean?" No, no, don't misunderstand. I never knew anything about any of you until after I felt at ease with you. Margo was just the. I was bit surprised to see that message but I responded "sure, why not". I didn't had anything naughty in my mind that time but I started getting bit anxious. At around 11pm my door bell rings I opened the door and I could see a completely drunk jasmine in front us and she could barely stand. She came inside and I felt pity on her and asked her to take a shower and go to bed. She tried to hug me but my conscious didn't allow me to do any thing and I force her to shower. Later after shower she.