But I would get to see her mom run around the house in those sexy nightgowns she always wore. She was like my mom away from mom. Though I didn?t have ...the same regret when checking her out. I wondered if Joe had ever checked mine out. Though I didn?t have the balls to ask her.?So do you want me to drop you off first?? I asked. Up until now we didn?t really have a game plan other then getting home. Now it was all a matter of who wanted to get home the worst.?It?s all good. We could swing by your. Preston was reminded of some surreal fairytale character."Morning Preston," she whispered."Hey Leftie," he whispered back, and Julia made a face. Her right arm was still in its rigid plasticine case, so she extended the middle finger of her left, but she smiled."You're up early." Got an early wakeup call. A cold one," Preston nodded down, continuing to move his fingers across Missy's stomach."Oh jeez," Julia gave the sleeping girl a look somewhere between amusement and pity, "she's got a little. “Flattery will get you everywhere.” “It usually does,” she laughed. Mandy took my hand again as we walked towards a caravan where some of her friends were pitched. As we walked around the corner, we were greeted with the site of a mini orgy before us. “Looks like they have started without us,” Mandy said as we approached the group. I could see one man lying on the floor with one woman riding his cock, while another was sat on his face. The two women were kissing each other, and then I saw a. "She kissed him tenderly again. Her hand ran across his chest, her fingernails leaving a trail of goosebumps across his body."I'm not going to be one of your whores ... You're not going to pay me. I'm not your plaything, Holland." Although her voice was soft, there seemed to be an implicit threat underlying her tone. Her long dark hair fell over her face and brushed against his skin. "You need me, Holland. You need someone who is your equal ... That's why you don't date. You only hire tramps.