Don again reminded us where to hold on and how to stand for the landing. He called the chase crew on the radio and directed them to our landing site....They were there waiting on us. I thought it would be bumpy but with the help of the crew, he set it down softly in a clump of weeds next to a dirt road. We got out of the basket, Don pulled a rope and our beautiful balloon deflated to the ground. We helped the crew disassemble the balloon and pack it up. We all climbed into the van and drove. I had worn that dress for two reasons. First, Debby had told me about her seductive Mrs. Claus outfit and I figured she would need some moral support, knowing her husband. I didn’t know that he had left them on Christmas Eve. Second, I was horny. The bottom line is that I was always horny since my husband’s death. I hadn’t planned to flirt with Bobby either, but he reminded me so much of his grandfather. Like his grandfather, he has a body that ripples with muscles. Hell, his muscles appear to. “With inc*st!?” Victoria yelled.“Calm down, it’s not like I’m fucking you or anything,” she said as she hugged her s*ster tightly.“Madison, have you been drinking too?”“Ha, no silly,” Madison laughed. “If I was dr*nk, we WOULD be fucking.”“What the fuck, Maddie?” Victoria asked nervously.“I have a secret to tell you,” Madison whispered into her ear. “While I was looking at your pics… I got a… a little wet.”“Sicko!” Victoria screamed as she broke away from her s*ster’s grip and backed up a few. Why did she have butterflies in her stomach?“Well, we’ve brought you a birthday present.” Chris pulled a beautifully wrapped box out of his jacket pocket and passed it to her. “Go on, open it then.”“But it’s not my birthday for another three weeks…you know that.”This was getting stranger by the second. It was 8am on a Thursday morning and she was standing in the kitchen wrapped in a towel and not much else, with three middle-aged men handing her a present when it wasn’t even her birthday. She.