That sure was strange. She muttered, feeling the warmth in her right side increase, and even spread. Whoa&hellip,I feel really weird&hellip, The warmt... spread to her whole body, and increased to the point of being hot. She started to pant slightly, her skin feeling almost like it was on fire. Wha&hellip,whats happening? She ran a hand down her face, whipping some of the sweat off her face. The hand slid down her neck to the collar of her tank top, yanking it about to suck some air down her. Today, however, Ellen was intent on taking a rugged hike in search of a nesting pair of golden eagles reportedly nearby, so she changed into long khaki pants and a heavy shirt, grabbed a pair of binoculars and water and headed off upslope towards the high canyon rim. As Ellen disappeared, Donna also announced that she was going hiking. But other than a rugged pair of boots, she appeared to wear nothing but a baggy University of Utah t-shirt which ended just a couple of inches below her firm. She looked around and found her empty bottle of wine beside her. “Why did she think that was a good idea??” she thought to herself. On the coffee table next to her was a note:Hey Jen!I thought about waking you but the wine bottle told me otherwise! Work has called me in today so I’ll be out all day. I feel like I haven’t seen you in days! Must do something together soon. There is food in the fridge. Love MomAt least that was one less person to annoy her whilst she felt so shitty.Jen sat back on. 100% cotton to provide optimum conditions for whatever's inside. Would you like to see what's inside? Yes, I think we're getting to it now, Philip. This is a summit, and we have to get to the point of the meeting sooner or later. So here...” she spread her legs and kept them wide, but pushed the skirt down between them. “Come over here,” she said with a certain nervousness overlaying the brazenness.“It's all right,” she said. I'm not going to scream the place down. I'm asking you nicely. It's.