Adult Blogger: CLUB SEVENTEEN got an even bigger tattoo on your back and your ass, and I've got some JPEGS to show anyone who wonders who's the sluttiest." Martha leaned back and recrossed her legs, giving me a quick peak down her baggy Bermudas. I could swear I saw quim. Was she going commando? I had to get out before I got in real trouble.
I could tell this little sisterly sparring could get ugly if someone didn't defuse the situation a little. "Well, after midnight we can all see who has the biggest, the finest, and the most erotic tattoos. We'll all have to get naked. Tomorrow is National Nude Day."
That takes us to the opening line of this story. Of course, although they all had been talking like mattress-back ho's for the last hour, the young people felt awkward when a randy old divorced sad sack like me got into the act. Jessie went to find Harley boy, Ellie said she didn't feel good and ran for the bathroom, and Martha sighed and said something about keeping her sister out of trouble as she wandered away. Alice bit her lip and looked at me from under her bangs. "I hear they've got some great brownies ," she said,"I'm going to find the dessert table." I watched her sway away. Great brownie, indeed.
