Sam was hoping that his sister would stay in the middle, but as soon as they were in the elevator Johnny had put himself between the 'girls' again, hands around their waists and roaming wherever they pleased. A few quick squeezes of Sam's chest confirmed that yes, that was just padding after all, and he noticed that big hand stayed down south of his slender waist after that, really getting into his ass and squeezing and pinching. Every time he tried to say something he felt like he got a pinch or a big squeeze the made him squirm or yelp and shut him up as he glanced down, embarrassed as his vocal reactions to being felt up so vigorously. He could tell his sister was getting the same treatment, although more spread out as unlike Sam she actually had a chest that was very fun to fondle.<br/><br/>The elevator took them to the top floor and when it opened there was just a short path to the double doors that led into the only rooms on this floor, the penthouse. Just a set of doors and a large dropoff box for parcels that was currently empty. Sam took his keycard from his purse and waved it near the doors and they opened up, and the three entered.<br/><br/>The living room was luxurious and large, and looked like the sort of room two young, hot, free-loving girls would share. It was well-decorated and clean, but also very welcoming and inviting, with big couches, a huge tv, a nice table or two and an open entrance to the kitchen with a full bar nearby.<br/><br/>"I'll uh, make up those gin and tonics." Sam volunteered, slipping out of Johnny's grasp to sway his hips over to the bar where he set down his purse and started mixing up three drinks for them.<br/><br/>