I knocked on the door and said…."Cassie mom and dad just called they are stuck in town and can't get back tonight or at all this week from what the ...weather man is saying" GODDAMMIT JACK!, give me some fucking privacy for fucks sake, how did you know I was even in here" I heard yelled from behind the door along with some shuffling"Jesus Cass I just wanted you to know mom and dad wouldn't be back and when I checked your room you weren't in there so I figured….."I never got to finish my statement. But there's one thing I do know for bloody sure, and that is that you are not Kylie!" What are you talking about? Of course I'm her!" Ah now, mistake number three ... or maybe it was number four. God, your act's been so bad that I haven't been able to keep track half the time. But one thing that I'll stake my life on, girl ... is that you are not Lady Minerva. Well not, the Lady Minerva who I met and fell in love with a couple of years ago down at the Cliff Head Hotel, you aren't. And by the. None of this was lost on Rob’s friend Darren who across the three course meal would steal looks in Alas direction, purposely dropping his napkin to take in her stunning pedicure and strappy heels. Ala could feel his stare from time to time across the night as the drinks flowed, but said nothing enjoying a little bit of company and some laughs. Conversation turned though with Rob asking ‘Why don’t you have a boyfriend yet Ala?’ a simple question but one quickly answered with ‘I haven’t really. Mary reached a time in her life not long ago when she understood she had a beautiful body and she enjoyed touching her soft white skin, fondling her breasts, teasing her nipples and stimulating her clitoris with the head of Barbie's boyfriend inserted into her rectum. Mary was no stranger to self-gratification and she fully realized she was selfishly using her beautiful body as her exclusive pleasure zone.That morning while she stood looking at the reflection of the woman trapped inside worn.