Before I could even blink, more tentacles came flying out of the dark bush and ripping off both my shirt and pants and grabbing hold of both my wrists... I was now lying completely naked on cold muddy ground with tentacles wrapped around my arms and legs. I was so terrified so I began to shout. "HELP, PLEASE SOMEBODY HELP"! Within seconds of shouting a large slimy object appeared right in front of me sending me speechless. It was shaped like a giant green alien slime ball with tentacles popping. I stretched, only a little nervous, on the bed and wriggled out of my pyjama bottoms, it's matching tshirt top having long since been discarded in favour of naked comfort. I closed my eyes and let my finger tips roam my body of thier own accord while I brought my imaginary lover into being, strong, experienced and handsome. With confidence he lay me down and quickly took control, my makeshift latex rig suddenly making sense in my head. The little nubs atop my breasts were pinched lightly simply. AuntSally was a foxy woman, and after she taught me how to fixmyself up a bit we looked so much alike that men often thoughtwe were sisters Sally lived in a nice house in a quiet suburbanneighborhood and drove a fire-engine-red Corvette. When I asked her how she could afford all of these nice thingsliving by herself, she just smiled and didn’t say much. All shewould say was that she was in the “entertainment” industry andshe didn’t bother to elaborate. . ”“So what’s this with you stepping back at work?” Jamie asked. “Joyce and Julia called to have me update the corporate paperwork.”“Narrow-minded assholes who can’t mind their own fucking business, that’s what’s up,” I growled, then took a deep breath. “Sorry. Basically, a law firm out in Cicero had an issue with my ‘moral character’ and we didn’t get their business. I have no clue how they found out about Jess and Kara and about Jesse, but they did. They told Cindi they wouldn’t do business.