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SHOWTIME
Part 7
(ff, mff, mff, oral, anal, dildo, light
bond)
Heather generously licked the end of his knob leaving a trail of
saliva. Steve though he was going to cum right then and there, all
over Heather Locklears absolutely gorgeous face. But he didn’t.
She placed
the head of his steel shaft to Jennies pink puckered
ass, gently rubbing the tip around the opening. Jennie looked
back again giving Steve a bright 90210 smile, “Come tiger, light
my fire.” Wiggling her butt just a little Steve forged ahead,
gripping her by the back as he forced his prick past her anal
spincter, into her hot damp tight rectum. Jennie pushed back,
“Ohhhhh Yaa that’s it suugar, give baby that nice bbbig fuck
stick.” Steve eased himself inside Jens rectal cavity, it was
fabulous, in there, almost as good as her cunt.
He
experimentally thrust in to her soft humid ass a few
times before really reaming her butt. “Ohhh mmoore cock
yyyoou Wild Stallion!” Jennie begged. He braced her hips
and royally screwed the foxy bitch. Jens ass shook wildly
as Steve
drove his dick down her rectal oratory. Their sweat and fluids
slickened the stretched anus like a greased
cylinder. He rammed his piston deeply into her behind, enjoying the
constrictive snug atmosphere. Unable to resist the deliciously
unfolding scene before her Heather got on her back and wiggled
herself between Jennies legs, watching as Steve plowed her ass
form above. Jennie was in absolute mental anguish. One side of
her brain was screaming in agony, at the anal intrusion, while
the other side was being stimulated beyond her emotions. As she
felt his huge monster prick throbbing strongly, through he anal
cavern. Heather’s tongue stroked her clit Jennie, bucked as if
touched by a cattle prod. The spark ignited Jennies second
orgasm as she came all over Heather, her white sticky liquid
spat out her pussy spraying her freshly washed hair and face.
Heather pulled Jens cunt down to her lips and sucked the
rest of her girl jizz from her soaking twat. This move
drew her ass away from Steve’s prick, which exited with a
loud
“PLOP!”
Jennie glanced at Steve over her shoulder, “My face, please
cum on my
face!” She asked tiredly. Jen sat down on gingerly on her
aching ass, and Heather got up and pulled her friend onto her
lap. Jen looked at Heather’s painted face and laughed, “My
goodness, is that your new foundation?” Heather squinted, “How
would you like a taste of your own medicine?” Steve moved in
front of the two girls, “Okay here cums!” The girls looked up
at him closing their eyes just as his first blast hit them.
The stream of cum splashed across Jennie’s forehead, nose and
eyes. As Steve stroked again, the spurts continued and spattered
on to Heather’s perfect nose dripping onto her lips, she opened
her mouth to receive another jet of seed, which hit squarely
on her tongue. Heather savored the salty glob before flicking
to the back of her mouth and letting it slid down the back of
her throat. The last jet sprayed along Jennie’s cheek and into
her open mouth, the droplets hitting her tongue and collecting
in its soft middle saucer.Jennie rubbed her tongue around the
insides of her mouth before s
wallowing the nutritious mixture. The girls opened their sticky
eyes carefully and laughed at each other when they saw their cum
covered faces, Jennie closed her eyes again as Heather licked the s
perm from her eyes, forehead, cheeks, and lips. The she returned
the favor, eating the spunk off of Heather’s, loving features, letting
her tongue trace the lines of Heather’s eyes, nose, and chin. Steve
was sitting back down on the floor of the Jacuzzi, a bit worse for
wear but happy as a lark.
Resting a few minutes the three then
showered off, The girls let Steve wash their tired sweaty, cum
drenched bodies, and then cleaned him in turn. Jennie soaped up
his crotch washing his penis quickly
so as not to arouse him
again. Jen and Heather got out and toweled off, Steve sat in the
jacuzzi and watched, even the simple act of drying their wet
naked bodies was erotically exciting. Jen bent over at the waist
to dry her long slim legs, presenting himwith an unforgettable view
of her slit and butt. She was so close
he could almost taste her. Steve was about to stick out his tongue,
and then as if on cue Heather assumed the exact same position,
rubbing the towel along the back of her strong shapely legs,
wiping her wet pubic hairs. “Damn which one.” He thought.
Heather looked back from between her legs and caught his leer.
She elbowed Jennie who looked back at him upside down. They
winked and then dropped their towels with a mischievous grin.
Then they reached up caressing their buttocks and teasing their
pussies like cheap strippers. Steve moved to get up. Heather
stopped grabbing towel and snapped it at him. “ Come on Jen let’s
get out of here before he gets it up again, I’m sore as it
is.” Heather leaned over planting a quick peck on his cheek,
“Thanks for the orgasm, you Stud.” and left the bathroom.
Jennie grabbed her towel covering herself she gave him a quick
wet kiss, “Thanks you were great!” Then hurried wobbly out the
door. ”Hey let me out of the handcuffs!” He called out after
them.
Steve climbed sore
ly out the jacuzzi, and began to dry off. (Whistle here) He looked
up to see Bridget standing in the doorway of the bathroom. "My my,
that water must have been awfully cold.” He glanced down at his now
shrunken, deflated organ. “You should have seen it a minute ago,
it was quite a sight.”
Bridget laughed “I know we heard Jennie
screaming from the kitchen.” She approached him slowly, l
ooping her arms round his neck, and pulled him down to kiss
him hungrily. ”You don’t know how much I’ve missed you so much.”
She released him. Then producing a set of keys she unlocked t
he cuffs. They held each other for the longest time, she
smelled and felt so wonderful. Suddenly realized she was
shaking and crying. “What’s wrong?” He asked cautiously.
“Nothing.“ She whispered, Bridget broke away without
looking at him. “The foods ready. “ She stopped at the
door, wiping her face and left. Steve was worried. He
changed into a pair of tan safari shorts, and ateal green
golf shirt. He made a quick call on his cell phone and
then went downstairs.
The backyard was partly covered by a deck,
which surrounded the pool, bordered by a high wooden fence on
all sides and thick conifers. It was a delightful array of
pastas, salads, and fresh fruits. Jennifer came out a last,
her wet hair flapping in the breeze. She was wearing, a
thin orange tank top, and a white cotton skirt, which was
barely a respectable length. Winona and Bridget were wearing,
sundress similar Sarah except white and blue. Alyssa was
dressed in a pink leotard with a floral wrap around skirt. He
could see her large nipples clearly protruding through the
thin stretched material. While Jennie and Heather, wore red
shorts and black t-shirts, neither were wearing bras. The
night air was warm and muggy, a cooling breeze blew in
from the ocean. The sky was filled with stars lit by the
half-moon.
Steve went downstairs finding the kitchen
empty, seeing the girls out by the pool he went outside.
The deck
was light by soft lights around the railing. The
girls were
gathered around the long picnic table, Jennie, Sarah, and Jennifer
on the far side. Alyssa and Bridget sat together on the near side
with Heather and Winona on the ends. Steve sat in the last spot
near on end in the space between Bridget and Winona.
Alyssa
took a sip from her glass. Steve sat down she looked over, “All
relaxed after your shower Steve?”
Titters and laughter
surrounded the table. Steve turned three shades of red, “Not
as relaxing as Sarah’s.”
He responded. “Your ass is mine
Mister.’” She said ominously. “Gee Sarah dearest, where have
I heard that before.” Steve gawuffed. She smiled back in a
hostile manner. The food was very good the girls had prepared
it themselves at home and brought it to the house except for
the barbecued fish, which Alyssa did
and the chicken of
Bridget’s. The rest consisted of salads, pastas, and
potatoes all done in various recipes. (Like you even
care right?) The girls were drinking white wine, except
forJennifer and Heather they
were drinking red, Steve
drank his usual
scotch. Steve told them in limited detail about his trip to
Japan, and how he was surprised how popular Alyssa was over there.
Especially since it was as a singer with five platinum albums to
her name. Jennifer’s career was just taking off with two albums.
Japan was well known for not being as tough as the U.S. market to
get an album released.
Steve asked Winona and Bridget how
things went after the accident. Winona said the hospital was a
circus, one photographer tried to bribe an orderly to get in so
he could get a picture. Turned out one of the tow truck drivers
tipped off the papers about the accident. “Ya there must have
been a hundred reporters cameras at the hospital when we got
there.” Winona said. “Boy was my dad ever pissed when some
women tried to stop him for an interview going into the
hospital.” Bridget piped up. Steve nodded, “How was your
car?” Winona shook her head, ”Totaled, I bought a Audi
750 with the insurancemoney.”
“How did you manage to
keep my name out of the paper?
” He inquired, curiously. Bridget swallowed her food, ”We’ll the
only guy who knew who you where was that first cop, who came in
the helicopter. He claimed he never asked your name since you
weren’t part of the accident. Dad gave him tickets to a movie
premier. It was when we got to the hospital they found out that
we had some help getting out of the car. Sorry my faux pas.”
Winona shrugged. “We said we never did get your name. You know
shock, amnesia, orgasm, whatever.” Bridget laughed. The others
joined in except Steve. “Oh before I forget, you’re invited to
a small get together tomorrow night at my Dads place.
The
laughter died down Heather looked down from her end of the
table. “Steve, we have a question for you. “ Steve “ The
others quieted down. “We were wondering, if you could
tell us..” she paused to find the right words. Sarah
picked up. “Steve we think the world of you, and well
it’s just that you know so much about us and we know very
little about you.” Jennie interjected, “ Steve, we feel tha
t, like there’s another side to you, someone different.” Alyssa,
picked up her glass swirling the amber wine around, “I saw him
Steve, that night it was like you were someone else, even though
I didn’t know you.” Winona toned in “She right I saw it too, the
man I saw outside the window of my car, it was like you where
in some kind of automatic mode.” Jennifer spoke up “Ya that’s
it, you were like a robot or something, no feelings no emotions
.” Sarah put her fork down, ”Steve I don’t know what you said
to that guy in the garage. But I could see the look on his
face, he almost shit his pants, and those mob guys don’t
scare easily.”
Steve considered the situation, he was
afraid this would happen, no the less they were right. How
could he have expected to keep a secret from a group of
actresses, after all they made a living out of pretending
to be other people. Steve pushed his chair back stood up, and
without saying a word he walked into the house. “Steve, don’t be
mad at us. “ Alyssa moaned. The girls
began to argue the merits of what they had just done. They hadn’t
gotten far when he came back sitting down they all looked at him
expectantly. Steve stared back at the seven sirens, hoping he
had made the right decision.
“I don’t know why God or fate,
has put us together, but here we are, and if we’re going to
have a relationship well I guess it’s not right that I hold all
the secrets. I have come to think much of you girls,
your warm
tender compassion for each other dedication to friendship,
your care and kindness to others.
It’s just that, I have a grey
area in my life and I was hoping to keep you out of it. I
guess it’s best you hear this from me now, rather than read it
in the newspaper one day. In retrospect, I guess it’s not
fair that I hold all the secrets. The girls leaned forward in
their seats in anticipation. “Do remember that I told you
about my career in the Marines, and how I spent 3 years in
U.S. Embassies in Europe?” Heads nodded around the table.
Well at that time I was actually working
for the C.I.A. Steve tossed a tan colored billfold on to the table.
Bridget reached over and opened it, a tiny gasp escaped her lips. She
read the big thick black letters at the top of the I.D. slowly
Central Intelligence Agency. “You’re a spy?” Jennifer asked.
“Well not really a spy, just an intelligence specialist, examining
radio intercepts, maps, satellite photos, etc.” Steve watched a
moment as the girls pasted the I.D. around. “The fact is, I still
work for the agency, part-time any ways.” Steve looked a bit n
ervous, like he was committing a treasonous crime. I’m sorry I
allowed my self to be come involved with you. Bridget smiled
reassuringly, “I am not.” She hugged him like a small
child.
Alyssa frowned at the multi-colored crest of power
emblazoned on the laminated card,” Steve does anyone know
about you, and us.” He looked over at her sincerely, “No,
since I’m not a full field agent they don’t keep close
tabs on my movements. I have no real agenda, no
pre-assigned schedule, I report only
when needed.”
Winona reached out taking hold of his hand.
“The job I have with the magazine is real, but since I get to
meet with people, and see things that the C.I.A. would be
interested in getting to know more about, they keep me
employed. “ Jennie spoke from across the table, “So you know
stuff that people might want to kill you for?” Steve smiled a
bit, ”Well I doubt it’s that important, but there’s always a
chance. I don’t want to get into a situation where someone
might try to get to me, through one of you.” Jennifer
shuddered at the thought, “Wow, a real life James Bond.”
Sarah leaned forward, her elbows on the table pushing her
breasts up, and making the neckline of her dress billow
out. This gave Steve a generous look down her plunging
top, at her very ample succulent breasts. “Can’t you just
quit?” She inquired, with a sad puppy dog look. Steve
looked at her with a grave expression, “Nobody just quits
the Company, not without a good reason, besides they
got me the job at the magazine.” Bridget
shook her head, “I don’t believe this, we make movies about this
stuff, and you’re actually living it.”
“I’m relieved I’ve told
you, the guilt was beginning to get to me. He grabbed his drink a
nd downed the rest of the scotch in on gulp. I’m glad you didn’t
find out from two guys in trench coats showing up on your front
door step one morning. “ Bridget reached over and held his other
hand, around the table the rest of the girls joined hands to
complete the circle. Steve expected them to start singing any
moment. Instead Heather spoke for the group, we appreciate you
telling us the truth. I think it’s better, now that we know
whom the real you is. Also we have a little confession to
make of our own. Steve was surprised for a change, “Great
he thought, here it comes, bet they all use to be boys or
something.” She broke the circle of hands to reach under
her seat and retrieve an envelope. The brown manila package
was passed along the table to Steve. No he definitely
didn’t like the looks of this.
The
envelope was unmarked, but it had a government look about it. He
tore open one end. Inside he found several sheets of official
U.S.M.C. documents, they were his service records. He waved them
at Heather, “How did you get these?” Heather leaned back in her
chair, My Father is a retired Marine Colonel. I told him it was
a background check on a consultant for a possible new movie.”
The records were almost complete, from basic training with
all his postings to discharge. The records for his time in
Europe had a few gaps in them. He noted they coincided with
his trips to Asia. There was also one more sheet of paper
included. It was plain white stationary, no title h
eaders, or logo. It didn’t have his name, just a list of
places and dates, these were his C.I.A. postings, it
was really just a brief of where he was, on what date,
nothing else. But it was enough to stun him, Heather’s
Father must have friend’s in high places to get this.
“Congratulations, Heather, your Father did good.” He
said holding the last sh
eet up for her to see. She smiled back, “Well actually that was
me.” Steve was even more surprised, “Oh really?” He said
disbelieving. After my Dad got you Marine records, he got a
visit from an old buddy in the C.I.A. He wanted to know why
Dad was asking about you. Well after a few drinks, old stories,
they decided I was no threat to national security.” Steve
lowered the paper, “Would I happen to know this friend of your
Dad’s?” She shrugged, her blonde curls bounced around her
shoulders. “Sorry I can’t tell you.” Steve nodded in
acceptance, maybe he could check it out himself later.
“Oh that reminds me, Alyssa could you sign a couple of
photographs tomorrow? Alyssa let out a groan, “More
photos!” Heather smiled, ”Sorry it was part of the
deal.” Alyssa pouted, looking ever so cute as she did
so, ”Well I guess it’s okay since its a friend of your
Dad’s.” Bridget stood up and proposed a toast, “To Steve,
our most heartfelt gratitude for being in the right place,
at the right time.” Girls stood up
and clinked glasses. Steve rose and held his own glass aloft, “To
you seven lovely ladies, for sharing your lives with me, it is I
who am honored this night.” They blushed and drank again.
Bridget and Alyssa got up from the table and went into the
house the others moved some of the dishes clearing a spot in
front of Steve. He was wondering what was going on when
Alyssa appeared behind him with a small cake. He laughed when
he saw the top. It was covered in white frosting with a
single large pink candle, with a couple of big cherries at
the base. They all laughed at his reaction. Amazingly they
had all managed to sign their names in blue icing. Sarah put
down the plates and handed Steve the knife. He bent down to
blow out the candle then paused, “Go on.” Jennie urged
“It’ll be nice to see you give a blow job for once.” The
girls made slutty noises and comments. Steve huffed and
extinguished the flame before they got too raunchy. He
was about tocut the cake when Jennifer stopped his arm. He
looked up at her gi
rlish charming face. “The cherries, you have to eat the cherries.”
This set the girls off in another round of whooping and hollering,
they were enjoying this. He bent over and took one of the cherries
between his teeth, picking it up for all to see, he was about to
swallow the fruit when Alyssa came up to him, “I’ll take that.”
She in a low sultry voice, stepping into his arms, she pushed
herself up on her tiptoes and took the cherry between her lips.
It disappeared into her mouth, the cherry bulged out the side of
her cheek, as Alyssa’s lips met his, with a sweeter taste then the
deep red fruit.
When they separated, she moved the cherry back
to her lips and passed it on to Winona, giving her an equally
erotic kiss. Winona then gave it to Sarah, from her it when on
to Heather, Jennifer, Jennie and finally to Bridget. She then
grabbed Steve by the head, sucked on his lips whilst pushing
the cherry into his mouth. Graciously he accepted the soggy
lump, letting his tongue explore her adventurous cavity.
Their kiss lingered to the point where the others began to cough,
and clear their throats. Taking the hint they reluctantly separated,
Steve smiled down at the pixie face, which glowed softly like a
comforting nightlight. “Oh Steveee..” He looked up as he disentangled
himself from Bridget.
While everyone was watching them, Sarah had
plucked the remaining cherry from the cake, and placed it
precariously in cleavage of her bosom. Steve shook his head,
was there no end to the humiliation. “Come on let’s see how
good that tongue of yours really is.” Winona pushed him towards
where Sarah Michelle was leaning back against the table.
Moving to take the heavenly creature in his arms, she waggled
a finger at him. “Hands behind your back, tongue only, and no
biting!” Steve obeyed, and peeked down the neckline of her
summer dress. Damn, he thought that’s going to take some
digging, nice view though. “Oh and if you push it down my
top, you can’t go after it.” He could hear the others smirking
and tittering behind his
back. He looked into Sarah’s bright green loving eye’s that was a
mistake. He found himself wanting to eat all of her. Getting down
to the task at hand, he carefully lowered his face to her bosom.
Fragrance of her body was heady. By puckering his lips he was
able to just kiss the beckoning fruit.
Finding the more he
pressed forward the more Sarah’s cleavage parted in the bra,
and the cherry slipped a bit beyond his reach. Sarah began
to giggle, which only made it more difficult. Then he
discovered that by pushing the neck of her dress down with
his chin he could gain better access to the valley of
orchards, and harvest the fruit of his labor. Steve quickly
ate the damn thing just to get it out of his mouth.
Then started to lick Sarah’s cleavage, with long
deliberate strokes. Her giggles ceased turning into
low throaty moans. He’d show her how to tease. Steve
planted soft tiny kisses, on the inner sides of
Sarah’s fully ripened breasts, gently sucking a bit of
her tender flesh with each small kiss. He
continued giving lip service to Buffy’s magnificent treasure
chest, until her moans changed to cries of passion.
Then
he stepped back to admire his handy work. She had a soft
pleading “I need you.” look on her face, her breasts heaving
with expectancy. Sarah’s eyes were closed slightly in a dreamy
manner. Realizing he had stopped, her eyes snapped back to
focus, looking at her smirking friends, “Well that was
interesting.” She said assertively, as she fixed her dress.
The group laughed at her, Sarah picked up the knife the
laughter quickly subsided. ‘Who want’s cake?” She
grinned. “Hey don’t cut it!” Steve cried out in panic.
They all looked at him looked he was goofy. He smiled
sheepishly, “It has all your names on it, you know how
much it’s worth.” They all let out a groan, and Sarah
sliced the cake.
Jennie reached over and removed the
candle from the middle of the dessert. Steve frowned
at her, “No way
I’m not doing anything with that.”
Jennie smiled sweeter than an ice cream sundae, “I’m just
moving it out of the way.” Alyssa grinned, “Just leave it on
the table, Jen.” Jennie scowled at her, and stuck out her tongue
like a little kid. “Hey be careful doing that around here.”
Heather warned. The group had a laugh at her expense.
“Oh
shoot I almost forgot.” Steve said as he ran into the house, he
came back couple of minutes later with a large shopping bag.
Setting the bag on the table, “I hope I’m not being too forward,
I brought a little something back for each of you.” The girls
looked at each other in astonishment. Steve looked up from
the bag, pulling out the first gift. It was wrapped in bright
red tissue paper with a white ribbon. Sarah I think this
is what you wanted. Sarah took the flat heavy package and
set it in front of her. The other girls were handed
smaller boxes of various sizes, except Jennifer Love who’s
present was in a bag marked Duty Free. “Sorry Love
didn’t have time to wrap it.” She was bowled over, “When
didyou? ” Steve grinned I had a little help from Anna.
Jennifer smiled
I’ll have to call her and thank her sometime. “And how did you know
you’d get to give it to me?” She asked. “I didn’t, but I took a
chance.”
Hey aren’t you guys going to open them.” The girls
ripped through the paper like the tissue it was. Sarah was first,
”Oh thanks it’s great.” She said turning the book around for all
to see. It was a big hard cover edition of “The Erotic Secrets
of Kama Sutra” She opened the book looking through the large
color prints. “Wow Jennifer exclaimed, “How can they do that?”
Jennie looked over Sarah’s shoulder, “I’d like to see if Steve
do that.” Sarah giggled, “I’ll find out.” Steve found himself
having second thoughts about buying her that book. “Thanks
Steve, I’ll try and go easy on you.” Sarah smiled coming
around the table and kissing his cheek. The others opened
their packages. Alyssa got perfume, she loved the subtle
scent, after squirting some down her top she went over to
Steve and gave him a whiff, peek, and a kiss. Winona and
Bridget got silk blouses, canar
y yellow, and ocean blue. The fit was perfect on both of them, this
earned him a second set of kisses. Heather got a pair of gold plated
designer sunglasses, she tried them on, “How do I look.” She asked
the group. “Like one of them movie stars.” Alyssa quipped.
“Thanks Steve.” She said kissing him too quickly for his
liking.
Jennie got a pair of cherry red thong panties, the
others squealed when she pulled them out of the box. “They’re
just like the ones I…. Steve how on earth did you know?” Steve
threw back his head and laughed, “I thought I heard something
rip.” Winona, Bridget and Jennifer looked at them puzzled
faces.” Sounds interesting. Bridget said casually. Alyssa
answered the unspoken question. “Jennie called Steve while
he was in Japan, and well you know.” Winona fanned herself,
“Must have been one hot call.” A non- complementary blush
came over Jennies face. “Well you guys did it too.” She
blurted out to cover herself.
Bridget whispered to Jennifer
and Winona, “We’ll have to try that one day.”
Steve looked over, ”Er, what was that Bridget?” She flicked her
hair around her face, “Never mind.” She smiled cutely. Last but not
least Jennifer open up her bag, the box within contained a ladies
quartz sports watch whit a multi colored cloth strap. “Thanks, how
thoughtful.” She smiled. “I noticed you weren’t wearing one on
the plane.” He shrugged. “It stopped working in Japan, didn’t
get a chance to have it fixed.” She leaned over and pecked him
on the cheek.
As dinner ended the girls began to clear the
table. They suddenly halted, when Steve got up grabbed several
dishes and walked into the house. He didn’t hear the girls let
out a group sigh behind him. Alyssa nudged Heather who was
standing beside her, “Did you happen to notice, if he left
his dirty underwear on the floor when he took a shower?”
Heather grinned, “Nope all his clothes were folded on a
chair.” Another collective moan filled the air, Bridget
whispered to her friends, “We have to find out if he puts
the toilet seat down. If so then
I’m going to seduce him, into asking me marrying him.” Winona and
Alyssa glared daggers at her, “Get in line.” They both said and then
laughed, they gathered the rest of the dishes and headed into the
house. Steve was at the sink washing the dishes and putting
them in the dishwasher. The girl’s exchange smiles once again.
With a respectable amount of protest on his part, the girls
pushed Steve out of the kitchen and finished cleaning up.
He went into the living room and turned on the late news.
The only thing he found of interest was the reports of
food shortages in North Korea. He hoped that wouldn’t
cause them to do anything desperate.
There were already
significant increases in infiltration missions this year.
They had already had ten defectors come across so far,
that was up from four the previous year. So far two
attempts this year to land parties by small submarines
had ended in dramatic failure for the North Koreans.
Two out of how many Steve wondered, they were up to
something. Kim Sung 2 was
every bit a lunatic as was his old man.
The news had just ended
when Alyssa, Winona and Jennie came in, “Anything interesting?”
Winona asked.
Steve looked up, “Well the world is still there,
if that’s what you mean.” Winona and Alyssa sat on the couch
with Steve between them, Jennie plunked down on the opposite sofa.
“So what are your plans tomorrow Steve?” He rubbed his eyes and
blinked at Jennie, “Well I have a 10:00AM meeting downtown that
should last a couple of hours. Then a 3:00PM appointment, that
should last an hour, after that I’m done.” They all looked over
as the rest of the pack drifted in and settled down. “Okay
who can drop him off?” Jennie asked. “I just need a lift to
a rental agency, that’ll do.” Alyssa piped up “I’ll drive
him.”
“Oh don’t forget.” Bridget smacked her head. “Steve
dinner at my dad’s tomorrow night at 7PM. It’ll
be my
parents, Winona and her parents. Then a small reception
starting at 9PM, you guys all know where my dad lives.
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