Mmmmm! I moaned as I felt not one, but two tongues make contact with my lower lips. Apparently not bothered by the fact that their checks were pressed... together and their lips mere millimeters apart, they started licking my clam with more expertise than I would have imagined from twin sisters. If I had not been so turned on, I might have realized that might mean they had shared a little more than their mothers womb. Unfortunately, all I could focus on was their tongues slithering across my. Vicky seemed to be comfortable in this type of atmosphere and looked like a queen being escorted by her consort. I saw a couple of woman getting angry with their husbands or boyfriends as we passed by, not that I could blame them. You would have to be dead and buried upside down not to watch her walk by. We were seated by the Maître d' after he confirmed the reservation. He had looked at Vicky for a couple of seconds and then his book and looked like he made a switch. The table he led us to was. "You get out of those clothes and shower first. I'll be waiting."After she said that, she turned and walked into the den toward the stairs. I quickly jumped into the bathroom and closed the door. I ran over and turned on the shower, but I didn't get in. Instead, I opened my bathroom door a crack to watch my naked mother walking up the stairs. She was slowly going up. She knew I was watching. As she neared the top, she lowered the stack of clothes she was carrying and let me see her naked. . Listen, June, the reason I'm calling is that I wanted to know if we could borrow TB today... Yeah, the party... There's been some strange... yeah... Anyway, a friend of mine thought that having TB around... Yeah! Think he would do it?" Camille grinned and gave me an OK sign. "Thanks a million, June... Of course... You're welcome, too... Bye!" Camille hung up the phone."What is TB?" I asked."It's short for 'Teddy Bear, '" Camille explained. "Only June calls him by that name, so Lynette and I.