It was written on a stiffer, formal kind of paper. I skimmed it quickly but half way down decided to read it again from the top."This cant be right," ... muttered out loud, rereading it again."I'm sure it is," Stephen said, running a hand through his hair, "I always double check the addresses." Oh no, its not you. This is saying that I've been left a house. A manor even," I scanned the bottom again but didnt see a name, "I dont even know anyone in my family who could have had one." Great timing. As I enter, she is in bed, she looks feverish indeed!She has red blushes at her cheeks ... I feel her forehead - not so bad - let me take your temperature, my dear Every inch into her horny intentions, she turns to her belly and waits for me to pull down the sheets and her slipDoes her hot dream come true, or mine or of us both? ... She doesn't wear anything underneath her long shirt!Unusual wet twat she sports ... but I pretend I do not notice as I coolly insert the temp into her tasty tight. Standing nearly as tall as George's 6 foot height, Connie's dark brown hair and piercing eyes intimidated many an insecure man. Were it not for her voluptuous body, even George might not have come near her. Bill was the eldest of the four and no doubt because of his slight build; Bill competed with George all through their childhood. Friendly as their competitions were, Bill never seemed to be able to beat George at anything. Even as adulthood finally granted Bill a respectable height, the. That night, she seemed to be trying to be nice to me. She surprisingly told me that she and her sister had spent the entire day shopping. Then she said that they had a great lunch at a restaurant that was at least 30 miles away from where I saw Denise.The lie set off alarm bells. Was Debby conspiring with her sister to cheat on Denise’s husband? I wondered what other conspiracies the two of them were involved in? She must have noticed something because she didn’t say another word until.