I was watching TV at my room one day when Reagan came in to ask if I recalled her grade school best friend Zara, who often came by to do many things with her while I was in college. I said I did, as she said they were still friends, showing me a picture of them on her phone, and asked if I wanted her and her mom Xyla, who I recalled always dropped her off here and picked her up, to visit as they recalled me and wanted to see how I have been. I said I would love that. They did a few days later and we all talked about our lives in the past decade in Becky's room. The women sat on her bed. I sat on my specialized recliner.
Becky asked if I wanted to see her, Xyla, Zara and Reagan have a foursome. I said yes since Zara and Xyla were also a hot mother-daughter duo, but asked if they were truly okay with that. They said they were, wanting to cheer me in any way possible after hearing what occurred to me and having dirty dreams of each other due to their attractiveness. I was stunned at their last remark, but thanked them for their first.