I told you that she was the best that money could buy. I had no need for any other women. I saw a few hairs sticking out letting me know that she did not shave her pussy. I tried to get Kate and Jill to take lessons from their mother but neither one wanted to follow in her footsteps. I told you that she was the best that money could buy. I had seen her practice shaking her breasts with tassels glued to the ends. She could make them both go clockwise or counterclockwise at will. I once saw her put a shot glass down on the floor between her feet, then wearing only six-inch heels she could bend over backwards and pick that glass up in her lips and drink it. She realized what she had done and turned to say, “I’m so sorry. You’re used to my hand-me-downs.”
As she walked away I mumbled, “What a fucking bitch.”
Kate said, “Tell me about it. It was the kind with a Jacuzzi right in the room with us,
