Chapter 100

December 5, 2017

Dear Ms. Diary,

[Written December 6]

As we girls reached the kitchen, we said somewhat loudly, “Happy Birthday, Old Man!”

Since he was, as we girls had hoped, sitting at the table, we coordinated to pull his chair out and turn it somewhat. I straddled his lap, rubbed my crotch on his, and kissed the daylights out of him. I could feel him responding, so while I maintained the kiss, I reached down with my right hand and began fondling his dick. He moaned quietly in my mouth and when I felt that he had become hard enough, I pulled his cock to my center and began slowly sliding onto him. Although I heard Inez exclaim, I kept my focus on Dad and began raising and lowering my pelvis on him all while maintaining a hot kiss. As we had planned, Rhee tapped my shoulder after a minute. I slowly stood and moaned quietly and sadly when his cock plopped out of my pussy. Rhee replaced me on his lips, lap, and cock and rode him for a minute, after which Gracey replaced her, to be followed for a minute each by Liya and Heather.

After Heather rose off Dad’s lap, he said, “Wow! That’s one of the best birthday presents I’ve ever gotten.”

“Hah,” exclaimed Carol. “It also means a clean sweep of your cock being in your various lovers’ pussies this morning. I wonder if this will occur on your 41^st next year.”

Dad rolled his eyes, then stated, “I assume you girls planned that.”

Heather replied, “Yup! We got ourselves good and worked up before we came downstairs so that it would go well.”

“Thank you. Although this birthday is supposed to be the beginning of the long slide into senescence, this has already been the best birthday of my life. I love you all ... so much!”

“If we didn’t have school,” Gracey responded, “we’d want to ride you until you came in each of us. Hell! We want to ride you until you come in each of us, but we have school.”

Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Inez shaking her head, so I turned to her and raised my eyebrows; she looked at me.

“Nothing, really, Beth. It’s just that ... Nira and I had no freaking clue about ... all this. We were pretty sure that you were all Charlie’s lovers, but we anticipated nothing like this. Even though I’ve been fully aware for a while, now, of how ... sex-filled this house is, I am still amazed at ... how open ... everyone is about the sex.”

“Does it cause you concern,” asked Sandy.

Inez turned to look at her and after a few moments of consideration, she replied, “Ummmm, no, surprisingly. When we told you that we were fine with Charlie loving our girls, we were ... somewhat happy for our girls to be introduced to sex with ... males with what we considered a wonderful male. Although I have still not apprised Nira of the full situation here, it is more than obvious that our girls do not consider sex to be ... dirty ... or a chore. Now that I’ve been exposed to this ... I don’t know. Perhaps my life would be different had my introduction to sex been more like this. Of course, if it had, I wonder if Gracey’s life would be very different ... or if she would have been a different person altogether. Had I had so much experience of sex this early, I might have been more fully aware of what a good lover is and may not have settled so quickly. Obviously, if that had happened, Gracey would be someone entirely different.”

Gracey responded, “Yeah. I’m so very happy with my life now. I don’t know if I’d be so happy and ... fulfilled with it had anything been different before all this.”

“Exactly! Who knows what changes would have generated from my life taking a different tack? By the way, Gracey Love, you seem to be much less ... nervous about ... sexing up Charlie in front of me.”

Gracey nodded her head emphatically, replying, “I am. I was already used to sex with an audience, but now I’m even fairly comfortable with my mother in that audience.” She shook her head rapidly, then added, “Is this life weird, or what?!”

“If you think it weird, do you have qualms about it?”

“No! My mom’s fine with me making love with my sister’s dad despite that he’s 40 and I’m 14. Mom, I’m the ... conservative one of us, but I’m totally sold on this life. It helps that you’re ... not wigged out by it. It particularly helps that you ... get ... umm ... turned on by ... this. The first time I ... had sex with Dad in front of you, I did it primarily to ... umm ... force, I guess, you to deal with our lifestyle and to find out if you’d be okay with it. You not objecting to it, even getting turned on by it, made it a lot easier to do. I’ve gotten to the point that ... while I know you’re there, that fact’s not really in the forefront of my brain while I’m getting my jollies from making love to the most wonderful ... male I know. I think I could do it every day you’re here. While I don’t get any particular ... umm ... extra oompf from you being in the audience, your watching no longer causes me concern.”

Inez nodded, then said, “Good. I guess.”

Because it was Dad’s birthday, we decided not to do our Tuesday workout, so immediately set to our homework, getting it out of the way before the party. We were still clothed and scattered around the living room when Inez returned ... home, I guess, given the situation.

“I’m amazed at the ... focus you girls have, getting your homework done as soon as you can. Most of my time in high school, I put it off as long as I could.”

Liya grinned at Inez, then responded, “That’s another positive to be laid at Dad’s feet. We implemented the ... rule so that we could be free to sex Dad up if the opportunity arose in the evening. And I guarantee that it’s going to arise ... or rise this evening. I suspect that you might get to watch a lot of sex after Celeste goes home. I mean, it’s not every day that a bunch of 14-year-old girls gets to give a 40-year-old guy happy-birthday sex on their terms!”

“Oh ... my.”

Carol got home shortly after 4 and, to our surprise, Sandy returned before 4:30. Shortly after Dad walked in the door at 5:05, Inez met him in the kitchen with all of us present.

“Since I will not be participating in some of the ... goings on this evening, your women have agreed that I can jump the queue and be your stripper today. Happy birthday, Charlie!”

Dad looked a bit bamboozled, but then smiled at her and replied, “Thanks, Inez. I’ll very much enjoy it.”

Inez removed his button-down shirt, taking her time with the buttons and running her hands over his chest frequently while she managed that task. After she pulled the shirt off his arms and dropped it on the kitchen floor, she briefly put her mouth on each of his nipples. I happened to turn to my right to see Carol surreptitiously videoing the action from slightly behind Dad. That got me thinking, and I casually elbowed Heather. When she looked at me, I pointed my chin at Carol, then looked at Heather, whose eyebrows had risen high into her forehead. She mouthed a silent “Oh, my” at me, to which I nodded.

At that point, Inez had Dad’s pants unfastened and was slowly pushing them down, her hands apparently sliding down his ass to effect that. When she got the waist of the pants down to his feet, she leaned slightly into him, her head resting on his left leg adjacent to his crotch; his erection was obvious in his boxer brief. Dad lifted each foot in turn so that Inez could extract his pants from them while she was kneeling in front of him. She stayed in that kneeling posture as she looked up at Dad’s face, then put her hands on his hips in preparation for removing his underwear. She kept her eyes on Dad’s face as she slowly pulled his boxer brief down, even while she reached her right hand in to hold his cock while she lifted the waistband over it. She released his cock quickly as she dropped her face and eyes and stared at Dad’s cock from a few inches away as she slowly lowered his undies to the floor.

Before she pulled the brief off his feet, she looked back up at his face, then quickly back down at his cock as she moved her right hand to it and lowered her mouth onto it while snaking her left hand around Dad and pulling his crotch to her by pulling on his ass. Half his cock was in her mouth before he opened his mouth, perhaps to object, but then closed it and his eyes.

While Dad rolled his head back onto his shoulders and quietly moaned at the ceiling, Carol moved around to his side and knelt holding her phone close and obviously getting a full-frame view of Inez’s mouth with Dad’s cock sticking out of it. Inez began slowly backing off the cock, then pulling herself back down it. Dad moaned again. I had the wherewithal to look at Mom. Her face was gleaming, her eyes riveted to Dad’s cock in Inez’s mouth as she slowly moved back and forth on it.

Less than a couple minutes later, all of us girls glued to our spots, our eyes glued to the scene, Dad moaned again, this time more loudly. Inez backed off and with her right hand still holding the cock right in front of her, looked up at Charlie.

“I assume that you’re going to have a lot of loving tonight, so I’ll stop here.”

Dad looked down at her and his mouth opened, but no words came forth. Inez returned his gaze, still on her knees in front of him, her hand still holding his purple-headed cock. Sandy stepped to Dad’s left side, then insinuated herself under his arm, and gently pulled his face so that he looked at her.

“That’s a new record, Love of my Life. Your wonderful cock has been inside eight different women today.” Dad looked like he was about to respond, when she added, “Of course, I’m fine with it. Don’t worry your wonderfully hard cock about it. And Inez is right. As soon as Celeste walks back out that door this evening, I am going to slide my swamp of a pussy onto your cock and make love to you in front of your family until you cum in me. Oh, god, that was exhilarating. I am so ... fucking turned on.”

With her hand still holding Dad’s cock, Inez said, “Ah. I see. That makes sense. You really enjoy watching Charlie’s ... other women with him. Don’t you, Sandy?”

“Oh, god, yes! There’s little I enjoy more.”

“So, you like this,” Inez asked after which she slid her mouth back onto Dad’s cock.

Mom’s answer was not vocal; she simply moved her left hand to the back of Inez’s head and gently pushed it forward farther onto Dad’s cock. Inez moaned, then backed off.

“I better not make him cum before his real birthday celebration this evening. Besides, Charlie still has to strip us girls.” She then turned her head and, apparently, noticed Carol’s phone for the first time, exclaiming, “Oh, god! You got that on video?”

“Yes. If you object, I’ll delete it, but let me show it to you before you decide.”

Of course, asking for the video to be deleted was a tricky proposition for Inez, as she moaned a few times while she watched it. I noticed some motion to my right, so turned to see what was going on. Liya had her phone out and Gracey quietly got on her knees, then knee-walked next to her mother, leaned in, and took Dad’s cock into her mouth.

“Oh, god! Oh, god,” Sandy exclaimed. “I want it, too!”

Liya’s phone wound up capturing more than she might have expected, including Dad cumming into Sandy’s mouth. After she swallowed and cleaned up his cock, Mom looked up at Dad from her knees.

“That’s the first time you’ve ever had your cock in eight different mouths on the same day. Ohhhh, fuck! This is the best birthday ever, and it’s not even mine!” She continued to look up at Dad, then said, “You need to strip us, and don’t forget the mandated extra bits! And... AND ... I want the whole process videoed!”

I looked down at Dad’s cock; it was growing again. He began with me, stripping me quick-and-dirty, but with his hands roaming extensively on my body and the quick lick of my pussy becoming a licking of at least ten seconds in length. Carol got the same, if not slightly longer, as did Gracey and Heather. Inez, however, got a one-minute tongue bath of her pussy, one that had her ohhing and moaning. Liya got, perhaps, 15 seconds, as did Rhee. Sandy ... Mom got something else. She got picked up and plopped unceremoniously on the kitchen table and licked to orgasm, one that had her cumming loudly. Of course, the whole thing was captured on Liya’s phone, with Heather filling in for Liya on her turn and then continuing to record through the denouement.

Still on her back on the table, Mom shakily said, “Best birthday ever!”

Shortly thereafter, we began working on dinner. Or, I should write, continuing a process we had started last night. The main course was lamb chops stuffed with a mixture of feta and cilantro and we added baked potatoes and a diverse salad. As it got on to 5:45, we all left the kitchen to dress.

Since Inez was climbing the stairs along with us, Gracey asked her, “Are you in the quote competition unquote tonight?”

“I am, but I don’t own anything that could be considered particularly revealing, so I’m going braless.”

Gracey nodded and, as she approached the top of the stairs, turned back to look at me, saying, “None of us are going outrageously revealing, but I’d bet most guys would get hard at seeing us. Right?”

“I think so, although Heather didn’t let me know what she planned to wear. I’m going with the tight, soft shorts that Liya altered for me. I guess I’ll be showing a little lower cheek.” Gracey and Inez stopped in the hall, so I added, “Celeste has been getting into the competition. I have no clue what she’ll wear tonight, except that I’ll bet it will be ... surprising.”

Gracey grinned and responded, “Yeah, she’s definitely into the game. Will we do hot tub?”

“I don’t know, although it’s certainly possible.”

“I can’t decide if Celeste is so into the competition just for the fun of it, or to win the prize in the hot tub. I wouldn’t be surprised if it’s at least part of the latter.”

“Me, too, although I think she really enjoys ... umm ... various aspects of the competition. We know she has very few friends on campus, and I think part of her enjoyment of the game is just the friendship. Despite that we’re much younger than she is, she seems to really like us. I’m glad, ‘cause I really like her.”

“Yeah, she’s very fun,” replied Gracey.

Inez responded, “She is fun, but don’t you think she also has the hots for Charlie?”

Gracey and I stared at her for a few seconds until Gracey grinned and hugged her mom.

“Of course she does. That’s been obvious since they first met, which was, surprisingly, on the third or fourth time she delivered here. You should have seen the two of them, Mom. They were both tongue-tied and staring at each other. It was ... cute ... and very funny. Dad’s tongue was hanging out, figuratively, anyway. He did manage to get his act together and say something to her before she pulled herself out of wherever her mind was.”

“But ... but what can she get from this ... him?”

“Oh,” Gracey said, then looked at me and saw me nod once. She turned back to her mom and said, “We figure that she’ll become a full family member at some point.”

Inez furrowed her forehead, then sputtered, “B-b-but ... What about Sandy ... and Carol?”

“Mom, you already figured out about Sandy this morning. We have no doubt that Sandy wants Celeste in the family. Carol seems to be wavering but leaning in that direction.”

“Really?”

We both nodded at her as Rhee entered the hall and conversation saying, “Oh, yeah, although I think my mom is not just leaning.”

As Inez tried to get more words out, Heather and Liya joined us. I raised both eyebrows at Heather and her apparel, as she grinned, her eyes sparkling. God! She’s simply lovely when she’s happy and excited like that.

“Yeah, Mom,” said Liya. “It might be a month or a few months, but we fully expect Celeste to become a family member sometime, almost certainly in the first few months of next year. Would you have a problem with that?”

“Umm, no-o-o. I just find it surprising. I guess I thought your family was ... complete.”

Liya shrugged, then replied, “No, I ... we think there is no hard-and-fast limit to the family’s size. It won’t get huge, but we’re sure it will grow next year.”

“B-b-but won’t that ... umm ... impinge on ... what you girls want?”

Gracey figuratively leaned in, responding, “No, because Dad’s not our most important lover. Don’t get me wrong. We all absolutely love making love with him, but the internal relationships of the sisters are more important. Besides, in a few years, who knows where we girls are going to be? Hopefully, we’ll be together, or at least close. It could be really tricky finding a college situation that fits all five of us.” She inhaled, then added, “College will test us, test our ... sisterhood, as we’ll probably have to learn how to get along without all five of us living in each other’s pockets.”

“Yeah,” Heather interjected. “And Dad will have to get along with fewer lovers, while Sandy will have to put up with less in the way of ... voyeur time. Or, at least, a smaller number of women she can watch with Dad.”

Inez stared at Heather for quite a while, then slowly shook her head.

“This is the craziest ... situation I’ve ever encountered. Exciting to watch, but really crazy.”

Gracey looked at her mom and asked, “Are you sure you’re okay with all this?”

“As you know, it’s way more than I expected, and I guess I’ll have to get used to the idea that others may be joining in at some time in the future. Of course, I probably won’t be living here by that point, so it shouldn’t pose any problem for me.”

“Okay. Thanks, Mom.” She looked at me, then back at Inez, and added, “Beth and I have to get dressed. Mom, would you help me pick out an outfit?”

Inez recoiled slightly in surprise, then she turned the corners of her mouth up, replying, “I think I’d like that.”

Gracey escorted her mom into her room, although Inez was living there currently, leading her to the drawer that Gracey had labeled “turn-Dad-on drawer.” Liya followed them in.

As I stepped toward the door to our bedroom, Heather said, “I’ve laid out your outfit. Although is it still an outfit when the two items of clothing, together, probably weigh less than half a pound?”

She followed that with a cackle and a grin.

I picked the soft gray shorts up and stepped into them, but when I pulled them up, they seemed even tighter than I remembered, as I had to do a bit of wiggling to get them up. That’s when I noticed that Liya must have done more than just trim the legs to show a bit of ass cheek. She had also lowered the rise. When I reached back, I could feel quite a bit more bare ass cheek than I had expected. Heather and Rhee lost it, cackling loudly.

I managed to keep my face neutral and asked, “You’re all in on it?”

Heather nodded emphatically while Rhee answered, “Oh, yeah! The look on your face when you realized how much of your ass is showing was priceless and worth every second of the conspiracy!”

I rolled my eyes and shook my head.

“See,” Rhee exclaimed. “You’ve become much more comfortable with all this. You didn’t even consider changing the outfit. Did you?”

“No-o-o, I didn’t.”

I followed that by giving Rhee and Heather Rhee-type hugs and whispered, “You two make my life so wonderful. I love you both so much!”

Heather asked, “So, you’ll be okay flaunting half of your lovely ass tonight?”

I nodded, then said, “Maybe I can win the prize.”

“Maybe you can,” Rhee replied, “but I think you’re supposed to wear something up top, too.”

I rolled my head back a bit and lifted my eyes to the ceiling in faux exasperation, then grinned at the two of them.

“I don’t have much up top, so wouldn’t that count as only ‘somewhat revealing’?”

I grinned widely at them, after which I reached for the tube top. As soon as I touched it, though, I looked back up at the ceiling.

I shook my head as I said, “You guys! When did you manage this?”

I opened the folded, baby blue tube top proving to myself that it was not one I had seen or worn before.

Heather grinned at me, again, and replied, “We cheated! We got Sandy to find something.”

I shook my head once more, then pulled the tube top on. Despite the small size of my breasts, the top managed to show a little of both underboob and cleavage (what I have of such, anyway). Once I had settled the tube top in what I considered to be the best compromise between cleavage and underboob, I studied their outfits, although I had already reacted to Heather’s skimpy clothing. She was wearing an equally revealing tube top, despite her even-smaller boobs. However, they are rounder than mine and project a bit more, relatively. They are also absolutely firm; mine are softer and sag just slightly, so her breasts hold the tube away from her cleavage a bit more than my tube does. She was wearing the ridiculously short denim shorts we had found a couple of weeks ago. They are no more than three inches from top to bottom at the hip and not more than five at the crotch, and they show as much ass cheek as my shorts do.

Rhee’s outfit was not at all as revealing as Heather’s and mine, at least in toto. However, because she has more boob, she was showing more boob than the two of us combined. Of course, one of Rhee’s breasts probably has more mass than all four of ours. At least any two of ours. The white halter top she was wearing was slightly translucent and showed no underboob or sideboob but left most of each breast above its areole bare. The medium gray wraparound skirt was not one of her very short skirts. I flipped up her skirt to confirm my suspicion that the relatively long length of the skirt – perhaps eight inches waist to hem – would encourage her to go without undies.

“Hah,” Liya snorted. “You had to check on her panty state.”

I turned to look at Gracey and her. Liya was wearing a white semi-translucent button-down, of which she had fastened only three buttons, leaving the tails to swing, variously covering and uncovering parts of her hot pink wraparound similar to Rhee’s.

As she lifted the hem of the skirt, she said, “Commando.”

“You make that so sexy, sister-friend-lover!”

She looked at the floor, then back up at me and said, “Thanks, Beth.” Her eyes took on a far-away look briefly, then added, “I had never considered myself sexy before this summer. Dad and Sandy ... and this whole family are so good for me and my psyche.”

She then jumped a bit in response to Gracey, who was apparently petting Liya’s ass as Gracey said, “And you didn’t know that you have an exquisite ass. Dad is right and I just love running my hands over it. I am so fortunate!”

Gracey, too, was wearing a wraparound, but this one was bright yellow and exceedingly short. In fact, so short that her crotch and the lower part of her ass were covered only by her black brief. Up top, she wore a black halter top, but one that was not as revealing as Rhee’s, as it showed only some cleavage and the very tops of her breasts.

“Did Inez pick that out?”

“Yup, although I chose to wear the skirt riding higher than she would have.”

“I like that look. I think it’s very sexy that the skirt doesn’t actually hide anything. In fact, it makes things more apparent. That’s pretty cool.”

“Yeah, but I opted to put in a thin pad, so I didn’t show ... well ... what you’re showing.”

I looked down at myself, then back up at Gracey and replied, “Yeah, but that was the reason that all of you wanted me to get something like this. I must say, though, that these shorts make it quite obvious I’m not a boy. And, by the way, thanks, oh so much, Liya, for going far beyond my request to make a slight trim of the legs. It’s now a completely different pair of shorts!”

Liya let out that smile, that gorgeous smile, her amber-brown eyes sparkling.

From behind me, Rhee said, “She didn’t even consider not wearing that outfit. Like you two, she’s become so much more comfortable with her body and showing it off. And since I love her body, I’m all for that new comfort level.”

While I may be more comfortable, my face still goes red at times, like right then. Liya stepped over to me and wrapped her arms tightly around me, then reached up to kiss me thoroughly.

She rocked back onto her heels and looked me in the eyes, saying, “I love you, Beth. I particularly love the seeming contradictions you express. You’re so with it and you’re such a strong leader, yet you’re still easily embarrassed, although not as easily as you were this time last year. You certainly could not, would not have worn this outfit for anyone but Rhee, and that would have been only had Rhee begged you to wear it. Of course, that probably wouldn’t have happened, either, as you two were not ... lovers then.”

“Liya’s bang on about all of that,” Rhee said.

I had seen Inez standing in their room’s doorway, but she made her presence known by saying, “It still knocks me for a loop when one or more of you make it obvious how strong your friendship ... your Go5 relationship is. I was pretty happy with my friends in high school, but I find myself a bit jealous of you girls. You’re all so ... happy with each other, so comfortable with each other. I never could have told any of my girlfriends that I loved her after I had kissed her so lovingly. The ... love ... is just so ... obvious.”

None of us knew what to say, so Gracey enveloped her mom and hugged her for half a minute or so.

When she stepped back, Liya replaced her, mimicking her actions. We’re the Go5, so Heather, Rhee, and I followed suit.

As I was last, when I stepped back, I said, “We greatly appreciate the positive reactions that you and Nira have displayed to our group friendship and, particularly, to our ... group love affair once you became aware of it. Having all of our parents being supportive...” I shook my head briefly, then added, “I can’t imagine that we’d be where we are now if one or more of our parents had reacted negatively. Thank you, Inez.” I made a production out of scanning her outfit, then said, “And I like your outfit, but you should probably let the tails free by unbuttoning two or three of the lower buttons.”

“I’ll consider that. It certainly looks ... alluring on Liya.”

The outfit was comprised of a semi-translucent lavender button-down with the top two buttons unbuttoned paired with a shortish black skirt. She was obviously, quite obviously, braless.

I moved my right hand and held it low in front of her, then asked, “May I check?”

She flared her nostrils and rounded her eyes, then glanced around at us. She nodded. I lifted the hem of her short-ish skirt.

“Ah, commando. Do you know about our, that is, the Go5’s agreement about undies?”

She shook her head, so I looked a query at Gracey. She understood.

“Mom, we wear panties only to school, for soccer, when on periods, and in other rare situations in which it’s not advisable.” Gracey slyly glanced at us, then asked, “Do you want to know why we’re commando so much?”

When Inez nodded, Gracey grinned, then said, “In case Dad suddenly needs to shove his cock into one of us. We each want to be always ready for him.”

Inez mouthed a silent, but obvious, “Fu-ucck.” She looked at Liya, who nodded at her.

“Inez-Mom, I’m ... We’re all very happy you’re staying here with us rather than living in a hotel room. Because you’re here, we get to share more of our lives with you, lives that we thought we had to hide from you and my ... and Nira-Mom. We’ve said this before, but we have a lot of sex. Most of it is within the Go5 and perhaps a preponderance of that is within the duo of Gracey and me and the trio of the others. However, as you’ve seen, we also have a lot of sex with Dad, although not as much as the Moms do.

“The five of us had become lovers before anything began happening with anyone else here. However, you saw and figured out this morning Sandy’s angle on all of this. This excited her so much that she took us shopping for sexy and revealing clothing, even buying nearly all of it. She really loves this, loves watching her husband play with us, have sex with us. She was particularly over the moon when Heather suggested to her that we needed revealing clothes and no panties so that we could be ready for him whenever. I think she nearly orgasmed pondering that.

“Because of the sexual aspect of the Go5 relationship, it is, perforce, in the open, often enough with all five of us loving each other together. We quickly became comfortable with what we might term public sex or, rather, sex with an audience. That was helpful, since Sandy’s ... and Carol’s entire reasoning behind wanting Dad to be our lover was so that they could enjoy watching that. That first shopping trip for sexy clothing, as well as the subsequent trips, drove home with us that most of our sex with Dad would be with an audience, occasionally, a large audience. We now consider that normal, so we really do go commando primarily to make it easier on us if sex suddenly becomes an option, whether with Dad or any of the rest of us. You saw on the Anything Goes evening that Dad could suddenly come to one or more of us. While that was a special circumstance, we have also been riding in the Sprinter with one of the Moms driving, and one of us just got the urge, pulled Dad’s pants down, and climbed aboard. You might not believe how much sex we’ve had in that vehicle. Man, I’m so glad they got it! It’s perfect for us!”