Can we be friends, Paul?”Then I said, “Why not be best friends, Melody, and could we keep it to be our secret?”“I love secrets,” she said fi...nally stopping at her house. I waited until she got through the door and waved at me... Best Friends at 6 years old, and we both kept the secret until just before our 15th birthdays... “I’m really close baby and this time I’m gonna tell you when each shot spurts out, is that OK?”“Go for it tiger,” she said re-gripping her legs tight behind me.That old black. It wasn't as great a risk as it would seem. How many "straight" married women were going to come out and announce to the world they had been involved in a one time lesbian affair?Most of them were one-night stands, others three or four times at the most. Of those that lasted more than twice, inevitably Sue would offer David a chance to join. Never forcing the issue, it was understood that if she brought a lady home and left the bedroom door open during their activity it meant he was invited to. ?Now come and meet cook,? said Coco, leading the way through several dark-panelled corridors to the large kitchen.The twins followed their aunt, her body sheathed in its gleaming leather, and in the kitchen they were introduced to the woman they remembered from their last visit – the fateful visit when they were promised this wonderful gift from their aunt.?Mrs Manners has been so looking forward to your return, girls,? said Coco, before introducing them to the tall, busty cook.Mrs Manners. "How are you doing?" I asked my son."Fine, mom, you really don't weigh anything. No problem."I looked over the TV at my husband. "Do you have enough room to drive?" I asked him."Sure," he answered. I could only see his head. "Can you even see me?" I laughed. "Only your head, dear." Are you comfortable?"I wiggled around on my son's lap. "Yea, I don't mind this at all."I turned on the radio. As I was listening to the music. I started to feel something hard. I reposition my ass, but it didn't go.