ALICE Ch 368

Annette knocks without hesitation.

The reply is quick and unabashedly pissed off. “What?” Glynda demands.

Annette pushes into Glynda’s office at the motorhome, finding the towering figure of Alice Wilde perched in a chair in front of the desk.

Riley and Adella crowd in behind her.

“Oh, hey. Hey, guys.” Alice winces as she lifts a hand in greeting.

“Oh, hi,” Riley says, smiling and instinctively rushing forward with arms spread.

“No! No, no, no,” Alice says quickly, shying away.

“Oh, right. Sorry.” Riley puts her hands up and backs off. “No hugs.”

“Well, I guess I should go. My moms are here. My hot ones, that is.” Alice gets up with another little twitch of her eye. “Not like you. You’re my mean one,” she tells Glynda, then looks Riley up and down as she walks by. “Looking tight, coach.”

“Alice, you’re a lot,” Riley replies.

“Annette, make her let me drive. Think of the story. Netflix’ll love it. Triumphant return or some shit right away. Inspirational. It’s good shit. And I want my fanny pack back after you flush those drugs, Glynda! It’s Lulu!”

Alice leaves and shuts the door behind her. Annette stares after her, then looks at Glynda, who massages her temples.

Several looks and moments pass.

Riley puts her fingertip on her chin. “What did she say about drugs?”

Glynda scowls and picks up the fanny pack, which rattles. “Don’t ask. I should keep them for myself. What do you lot want?”

Annette is hesitant. “Remember when I told you that I was going to look into some stuff?”

“I deny any knowledge of your eejit schemes,” Glynda growls. “You are disavowed. I don’t know you, and I don’t want to know you.”

Annette sucks her breath in through her teeth. “Well, it might not be going great.”

Glynda picks up her glasses and shakes her head. “Lora should be here for this. Where is she?”

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They’re the best blackout curtains that Lora has ever seen, and they work perfectly on a sunny afternoon. Her anxiety had demanded that those curtains be tightly shut and that only a single lamp be turned on.

But she’s forgotten all about that as she passionately rides cowgirl beside Kylie, nearly matching the blonde’s energy and volume level. The bed in this so-called love hotel is a little crowded with four naked women, but nobody’s really paying attention to the details.

Lora savors the fullness inside her and moans, running her hands over her chest. Bianca gazes up at her affectionately, lightly caressing Lora’s hips to encourage her.

Kylie bounces joyously on Aria’s pole, and Aria digs her fingers into Kylie’s ass, raking her fingernails over the tan lines and lifting her hips to meet Kylie’s greedy pussy.

Lora cries out and arches her back, spotting one of the condom wrappers on the carpet. A little part of her brain hopes they remember to pick that up so the Japanese custodial staff won’t judge them for leaving trash.