We also bought a thirty-pack of beer, a fifth of Canadian Club, duct tape and rope, a couple of fans, two prepaid cellphones, and two full-face Halloween masks, one of Barack Obama and the other Hillary Clinton. For the next two days we watched the Periwinkle residence through binoculars. The old man was away on business, we’d heard, due back late the following evening. Both days around two Mrs. Periwinkle hopped in her white sports coupe and drove into town. She was a wisp of a thing, no more than five-two or -three, with slender gams and pale, creamy skin. Wearing short colorful sundresses and a big-brimmed white hat, she went into a couple of shops and bought a few things, stopped at the diner for an iced lemonade, and then returned home. All in all she was never gone more than two hours. On the third day of our stakeout we followed her back from town, and when she pulled in her laneway and got out of her car, we wheeled in behind her. After losing a coin flip, Jake was wearing. I could tell Jen was embarrassed, and I felt her buttoning up her blouse and pulling her skirt down under the blanket.One beer led to another, and Jen and I had already had some before Ricky got there, so we were getting pretty buzzed. Then Ricky rolled a joint, so soon we were high on beer and grass. I started kissing and fondling Jen. The blanket got pushed off and my hands were inside her blouse and up her skirt again. It got so hot we both forgot about Ricky. When I remembered, I looked over to him and expected to see him asleep (or politely pretending to be asleep), but he wasn't. Instead, he was intently watching as I kissed and fondled my girlfriend.Surprisingly, being watched by Ricky turned me on, so I didn't stop or tell him to look away. Instead, I unbuttoned Jen's blouse so he had a clear view of her lacy bra. Right around then Jen remembered that Ricky was in the room, and I felt her body tense. Maybe it was the beer and pot talking, but I whispered "Let's give Ricky a.
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