"There are a few things we need to discuss."This wasn't what I had expected. Margie was usually all hugs and kisses after we'd been apart for a few da...s. She was a scientist, but once her motor got running, she was a dynamo. She now acted more like she was transferring data or something."What's up, Darling?" I asked nervously. "Did I leave the kitchen a mess? I was going to take the garbage out, really. I just forgot it, but I'll take care of it right now." Jim, this has nothing to do with the. ” Narrowing her eyes, she glared at him intently but made no attempt to pour herself a drink.After a tentative sip: “It’s err… well… pretty powerful, I’d say.”“Eighty-six per cent proof, my friend.”“Jeez!” He spat out the rest of his mouthful in disbelief.She stepped closer. He picked up her musk perfume for the first time. “Would you like to see my… catacombs?” she purred, stroking his arm.“Why yes… though the Historic Heritage guide which I found on the internet never said anything about. And it’s not just me – Diana assured me that Morales needed more wives, and I would come to love them. I certainly hope she knows what she’s talking about, because right now, I’m getting very scared, indeed. “Oh, my,” she said aloud as the two young women walked toward the husband and wife.“Baby,” Morales almost desperately whispered to his bride, “you’re my wife and all I need.”The girls were almost to them now, and something within Jasmine seemed to change. They’re going to be my. When she opened the kitchen door George had a real nice view of her body as the light from the kitchen windows made her dress see through. Mom fed him my breakfast. He went upstairs to her bathroom to look at the sink. I had already gone up and watched him from my room. He looked back to see if mom was watching. She was still downstairs so he picked up moms panties off the floor and put them to his nose, taking in a deep breath. He heard mom coming so he dropped them back to the floor and went.