..theway they talked, the way they moved...elegance to its extreme. Look atTyra. She is such a role model. She has it all....beauty, brains andtalent....Those girls must be under so much stress to make it to the next round,"Amanda stated as she walked into the room."Oh...hey mom." Jessie quickly changed the channel. "I wasn't reallywatching that...it was just a commercial break on the other channel isall." It's ok sweety, you can watch the model show if you want...or how aboutyou let me watch it. . I'm shy."A ripple of laughter followed this breathless admission. The tension wentout of the room; the Mariah clones started giggling behind small,lacquered fingertips. Misha almost collapsed with relief. Disaster hadbeen averted by microseconds--at least for the time being. He glancedlongingly towards the door, calculating his chances of making it onto thestreet before Baracuda Judy could tear his clothes off."Shy?" Judy chortled, bubbling with condescension "Why didn't you sayso? We have. Dexter loved Janet and Janet loved Dexter. They spent every free minute together celebrating their love in minor and major ways. Little touches of the hands, kisses stolen in passing, and hours in bed spent making love.Janet wasn’t the best cook when they first married. Some of her early kitchen disasters had been the subjects of jokes for years.Fried chicken served burnt on the outside and blood raw on the inside. His parents had tried to eat it without criticizing her, but he had opened his. That was the first time I imagined her in nothing but those panties. No shirt, no pants, not even a bra. I imagined her just standing there, allowing me to gaze upon her nearly nude body, as slim fingers pressed between the lace and ivory flesh, slowly exposing more and more so that I might catch a glimpse of the vessel that delivered me into the world, but now delivered nothing but temptation.My mother was on the taller side when it came to women, with long, light brown hair that she usually.