(She is my moms best friend, and the same age as her) She kissed my neck, smiled and reached down my pants and grabbed my hard cock. I didn’t know w...hat was happening and it felt strange, but I was loving every moment of it ! I stood up, grabbed her hand and asked if she would like to come in and have something to drink, and without waiting for her answer, I started going towards the house. I sad come in, There is no one home. As we were walking in I could not stop looking at her and thinking. I am only human after all. Authors Note 2: Although this fantasy can be read independently, it was written as part of a series. For full enjoyment, please read The Barbie Lez Fantasies: Week 1-64. *** Have you ever had one of those fantasies? You know, the ones that feel so real you begin to wonder if you are actually imagining them. Well, I do&hellip, because I have them all the time! Sometimes, they turn into a story, but mostly they remain trapped inside my brain. That is, until now&hellip,. As I watched the blueeyed girl in the mirror, I realised I would need an even more completecamouflage for any instance where I had to get undressed around othergirls. Since my timetable said PE was not till Thursday, I had a few daysto get that ready.I worked hard to memorise the illusion I was generating. I seemed to beable to imprint a pattern on my field, and then somehow store it forlater use. Anna said this was some sort of aspect of the way I generatedimages. The bit of my brain that. She saw in his face what we all saw. We all were beginning to understand why he let her gamble, why he did not protect her as he should have... as he promised to do as he stood by her on the altar just a few days ago. Consciously or subconsciously, it really makes no difference, he had set her up for a fall.She knew now what had happened. She started to weave as if she might faint, but fell into a straight chair. We all waited as her ravaged mind pieced together the puzzle of her life as it.