“I can’t believe you did that for me” she said as she was holding my hand. I kissed her, smiled and said, “Your boy aunty has skills, girl.” I could hear Carmella say under her breath behind me, “Oh yes he does.” As we were singing and dancing together I really did not get to focus on Carmella but as Brittany asked her if she was ready I looked at her. OMG is this chick bad as fuck! Brittany is hot, but her sister is just as good. All I know is that I am a lucky bastard! Carmella had on a black, form-fitted, long sleeve botanical embroidered see through shirt. matures Dark blue ripped jeans with an embroidered red rose on her upper right thigh and the shoes were a black stiletto boot with a gold heel. Walking into any place with these two I will be looked on as a king! Sorry LeBron but I am King James tonight…lol. Walking out of the elevator and into the lobby there was wife a group of guys coming into the building and their eyes were glued to the two beauties walking in front of me. They looked at them then looked at me and I just gave them a smirk with a head nod. Walking past them I knew they were staring at both Brittany’s and Carmella’s asses because that is exactly what I was doing. God is good! Coming out of the building I said, “Ladies, come with me. Your chariot awaits.” They both smile as they interlocked arms with me as we headed to my jeep. I inform Carmella of what is to come for tonight and she got excited. “I haven’t been out in a long time” she stated. Brittany looked over to her with a sad face. “How come?” I asked. Carmella sighed and explained that she had just got out of a three-year relationship with some guy ten years older than her who was mentally and emotionally abusive. She has been single for about 4 months now. As we get to my jeep the girls gasp and ask, “Is this your truck James?” I give them a quick yes and Carmella responds, “Very nice James. Very nice.” “Thank you Carmella.” I open the door for Brittany first, give her a quick kiss and indian help her up in the jeep. As I close her door I walk up to Carmella and quickly tell her, “I got you girl. No man will ever treat you bad again. Not as long as I am around.” The look she gave me was of both lust and thankfulness as she kissed my cheek. “Thank you, James,” she said. I gave her a smile as I helped her up into the backseat. Checkmate. Game over. I got this. Driving to City Island I take notice of how Brittany and Carmella interact with one another. You can tell they are real close and love each other by the way they make fun of one another. I am big into family and I really liked that quality about the two of them. It doesn’t hurt that they are tremendously attractive. During the drive I also find out that Brittany had also recently gotten out of a long relationship with a high school sweetheart. "Look who the cat dragged out," Linda said, referring to Lucas, who had come outside a few minutes after me. "They all out of video game up there?" she asked indian him. A small smile appeared on his otherwise lifeless face. George aunty wasted no time in getting his hands onto her legs, caressing the nylon and the flesh she presented to him. Margie, aged 24, was a “biker gal” and an out and out meth dealer. I want nothing but the best for Rose, my favorite little whore, so that’s what she gets. It was the exact opposite of bad. He looked vaguely about the room for cuffs and chains. Blood pressure, pulse ox, temperature, listening to her breathing and heart rhythms. It was rare that they were both lucid at the same time anymore, plus, things around the house had improved since my mom had stopped spending her money on wife smack. I walked passed; she matures grabbed my arm and said, “I watched you and your friends earlier. Then I felt her tongue meet my lips and my body sagged with bliss from her alien kiss. Not since the last time I comforted a friend who just lost her mother. I tipped each of the workers as I did the waiters and cooks then I gathered the scraps I’d kept for Sandy and led my wife and her beast into the house. Losing the grip on his weapon he pulled a hand to his chest as he tried to regain proper breathing. She appeared in a new pose and... I need you to give it to me, guidance.