She tried to straighten out her dress but it was a little difficult since it had become so clingy to her supple body. She was having a hard time walk...ing from everything that had happened to her. She was walking very rubber legged. I waited for her to leave before I could even stand up. At this point I would not even be able to walk. As I sat there I thought that now was not the time for my a*****ion. Not yet. She seemed to be playing a sexier game with me even though she knew not of whom. And then, you'd probably get addicted to sneaking aroundtrying to get more of those special views." She cackled. Actuallycackled, something that people don't do often. Her husband shuddered atthe sound. "It would reduce you to being some misbehaving little twerpwho tries to steal glimpses up his big sexy Aunt's skirt. Ha! Whatperfect behavior for a weakling sissy like you. Don't you think so,Francine?"The way she was adding to her plans, with each wicked step leading toanother, honestly. .............you have a lot of lovers..........the people who call you that are just jealous of a woman who decides to live her life on her own terms.......fuck 'em, Rachel.........................they just wish they were like you..who made this rule up about how much sex a woman is supposed to have? Not me, dear......................" Mom, Silkie and I are lovers.............we do orgies, we do all kinds of crazy stuff....................." Yeah, yeah I know.................. I don't know. ?Come in, I will have to interview you before I rent a room for a total stranger. Put down your luggage and hang your coat and take off your shoes. I have to have a closer look at you at first. I want a sexy person to look at in the morning when I am having breakfast. OK??Hannah did not know what to say, but she felt that this was part of the game, so she nodded and they then went into the room next door. ?My name is Wanda. What’s your name, young girl?? the tough looking woman asked with a.