"He's okay. But he's a bit of a tag along." You're older. He looks up to you. You have show him the kind of girl thathe will want to marry someday. Th...at's a big responsibility, your beingolder."Freddie peered at the box directions. "It's just I'd like to be with myfriends alone sometimes. Just us girls. No little brothers or birlfriendsdemanding attention." So how are you and Carol Sue getting along?" For a birl, he's alright. A little clingy and underfoot sometimes, butokay. He's nice to dance. ”I never finished my sentence. I exploded into an orgasm that was paralyzing and intense and when it subsided I looked down at my husband and saw that his eyes were bulging and his face was beet red. I had cut off his air supply with my snatch during my orgasm. I quickly lifted my twat from his face and he drew in a big gulp of oxygen. I started to apologize when I heard one of the guys yell, “Vanessa, where the fuck are you? Get your ass back in here and make the bed so we can begin the next. "No," croaked Hack."Good," said Adolf, taking the negative to mean Hack wouldn't object. "Magda, may we have some suitable music. Something with a bit of bounce." Yes. Sir." said Magda. The trio paused, consulted, then began a cheery polka, only slightly off key."So, get on your knees Fiona," said Adolf. As the blonde sank to her knees between the trousered legs of her principal jailer he muttered, "One hint of teeth and I cut your daughter's throat, understand?"Fiona nodded. Adolf pumped his. Since it's not working correctly I watch it close all the way. My wife sees the damn cats all over the front porch. She looks at me and says, "Did you feed the cats honey?" No, I forgot it." I take my foot off the brake and start to back out of the driveway."Stop. We have to feed the cats. We have time to do that if you hurry." Crap, I hate those damn cats and now it's my job to feed them. Damn cats. As I put the car into park I wonder about the "we" in that statement. She's sitting in the car.