Was she innocent? Was she a swinger? Mavis wished she were sober!Remorse--over what had happened a short time before--was buried deep in her mind. Mav...is sobered slightly, slowly, as she sipped the stiff vodka drink. She glanced over the brim of her glass at Terry Lewis. There was a wild, eager, frantic gleam in her eyes.Her gaze seemed lewd to Mavis. She addressed them all, even though she called Connie's name. "Show me, please. I want to know! I want to do it--have him do it to me! But I'll. But the image was there and it wasnt going anywhere just like the hard on forming in my pants. I came back inside with one box left, the water had stopped running, she was probably drying herself off, slowly gently rubbing the water off of her perfect breasts, down her tight abs and around clit&hellip, No this was wrong it was terrible of me to think these things she was a mother, the aunt of my girlfriend, and a wife, the wife of my minister!!! But it didnt matter what I thought its not going. And, I don't even know who he was,” she cried out, frustrated. “By the way, I am Chet Shire. I am one cool cat. If you get lost, call out to me. I am always here, even if you can't see me,” his disembodied voice said, with an echo. Then, it faded away. “So, I guess I follow the path then,” she said. Alyce peered out into the forest. The path led deeper into the thick growth. With a sigh, she followed it. The view was astounding. The atmosphere was so peaceful, and the walk was pleasant. It was. "Mark had his bath and did indeed feel better but still not his normal self. He walked through to the drawing room and found Frances waiting for him. She was sitting on the sofa and patted it to show she wanted him to sit next to her."A drink," she said. "G and T?" Do you know?" said Mark smiling. "That sounds a very good idea."Sergeant Roberts who had materialised from nowhere dipped his head and was back in moments with two.Frances raised her glass to Mark. "Here's to you, Mark dear, and.