"Oh, Jayne!" Susan blushed now. "You get more horrible every time I see you."

"Bull shit!" Jayne snorted. "I've been this way all my life, and I'm not about to change now. Besides, I like to play with a woman now and then. It's a change of pace from those grabbing, horny men."

They went into the house and Susan poured coffee for them. She was nervous, and didn't know how to start saying this. She wasn't even sure she wanted to mention it to Jayne. Susan was always startled to hear Jayne talk the way she did. She was a beautiful, feminine woman, and when she used those words it seemed exciting. Somehow it didn't sound coarse or vulgar when Jayne said them.

"Well, what's the problem?" Jayne asked. "Are your two kids diddling each other, or what?"

Susan looked sharply at Jayne.

"So they are," Jayne said, observing the look on Susan's face. "I thought that was it. Well, I wouldn't worry about it, Susan. Hell, kids will do that, you know."

"You know?"

"I suspected it," Jayne said. "But, why?"

Jayne stared at Susan. "You can't be that wrapped up in your paints and canvas, can you? Come on, Susan. Don't you know what my son, your son, and Julie are doing with each other?"

Susan shook her head. "I thought.

"Julie is jacking those two boys off," Jayne said, bluntly. "Not only that, but she's letting them stick their fingers up her cunt. I'd be surprised if she hasn't been fucked by them already."

''But, Julie

"Oh, hell, Susan!" Jayne snorted. "Julie is a hot little piece! You can see how hot she is just by looking at her. And those two boys, well, they'd fuck anything, and you damn well know it!"

Jayne sprawled back, her long legs straight out and slightly apart. Susan gazed between her long, shapely thighs. The crotch of Jayne's shorts was very tight, and her blonde cunt hairs curled out on each side. Her cunt lips were fully outlined.

"You like what you see, Susan?" Jayne said bluntly.