If Janet needs your help I am sure she will ask for it. I thought for sure that was the end of that but I heard an OK with a slight moan come from the... front seat. I looked at Kim she said nothing, she just was rubbing against her arm that was sticking down. I turned my attention back to that lovely big cock I had in my hand. I pumped at Johns cock with my hand. I ran my fingertips over the head of his cock every time they got to his dick head. I was watching my own hand going up and down on his. My skirt rode up exposing my stocking tops and gauzy nylon panties."Come and get it," I moaned seductively and wriggled my buttocks invitingly."Oh fuck Michele; you have become such a slut!" Steve chortled, and I heard the bed springs creak as he stood up.Steve walked across the cell, stopping at my dressing table to pick up a tube of K-Y Jelly and then positioned himself behind me. I heard the unmistakeable sound of a zipper being opened and then the rustle of material as he dropped his pants.. I closed my eyes and fell, prostrate, onto the pavement. When I opened my eyes again, she was s*******n years old, red-haired Amy again, sitting at the table, tapping her Lucky Strike in the ashtray.." Ï didn't mean to make you shit your pants, Sylvia, but this stuff is important. As your angel, I don't give a fuck who pees on who as long as that is what you like, okay. Don't lie to people or treat them like dog shit. Listen to Ida. She's not an angel, yet, but she's gonna be. The soldiers that. But I'm afraid of where we could end up. I don't think tonight is a good time to discuss that, but let's try having a conversation about our future tomorrow night. I want to hear your long term plans for this sisterhood, including your exit strategy for when our kids have left the nest. I don't want us under their thumb for longer than we have to be." Exit strategy? Shit! That's the last thing on my mind. I don't understand why he feels we are under their thumb. "I think a good heart-to-heart.