“You wouldn’t believe what excites guys,” Reena said, waking Peter from her old memories. She was smiling. Peter studied her. Jill tossed a restless strand of hair behind her ear. She flexed her leg and scratched her heel. For a moment the BadMilf white of her panties flashed under her skirt. She enjoyed the way Peter tried not to look at her instead. “Actually, you might know something about that,” she added after a moment. “What?” Peter asked.