I got pretty used to walking around the front yard naked too, after Michele dared me to go get the mail naked one lazy Saturday morning. After that, I... made the daily trip to the mailbox without a stitch of clothing on. Sometimes, just for fun and to shock Michele, I would sit on a long bench under the house's wraparound front porch as she drove home from work in the afternoon. Her eyes would grow saucer round as she spotted me sitting naked in the front yard. She would smile, laugh, honk her. She unscrewed the top from it and, quick as a flash, she stabbed Arnie on the forearm with the pen, drawing blood."Ow," he said, drawing his arm back. "What the hell did you do that for?" Not to worry," Vera said. "It's just a company requirement, nothing more. We like to sign our contracts in blood. It makes things so much more personal, don't you think?"She held out the pen to Arnie. There was a little red drop of blood balancing on the point of it.He was about to slap her hand away, and tell. He was an only child who lived with his sex bombshell of a mother, Jennifer. She was only in her early 40's but with a body to die for. Shoulder length, brunette hair, green eyes, large cock sucking lips, and most of all her sexy 42DD-31-42 body seemed almost unreal as she strutted around the house in her tight pencil skirts and blouses that she wore to work. She was his definition of a MILF, it only made it worse that he could look all he wanted, but never touch.As he got to school, pissed. Besides who would bring a large amount of bud with them to a party, which has the potential of being busted and losing his profit.”Rachel looked back over to Zack and saw him making that bowl burning motion to one of his friends, Anthony. Anthony replied by pulling out a sunglasses looking case and threw a thumbs up.Zack and his friends then proceeded to dump out the dregs of their beers and walk inside the house. A brilliant plan blossomed in Rachel’s mind. She turned to her friends and said “.