I got a bit bolder and asked her to come and sit for dinner with me, she agreed and we sat on the side sofa, close to each other and eating, she was t...lling me about her family, she was 40 yrs old, but looks only about 30 yrs old, she has a son of 14 yrs. We were just talking, most of the time I was eyeing her chest to get a glimpse of her round breasts from the T-SHIRT. It was almost midnight and after dinner , I wanted to go home when I told her she made a sad face as if to say no, but could. I bought a complete range of cosmetics on linetogether with all the brushes and applicators needed to apply theseproducts. I practiced and practiced until I could achieve the mostfantastic appearance to go with the clothes I owned. I plucked myeyebrows to achieve a beautiful shape. I worked on my nails, to achieve awonderful curved shape that contoured my hands to a long slim shape. Idyed my hair blonde; I used rollers to make my hair fuller.With all this accomplished, I cannot wait for the. Fortunately, I was in good physical shape. After half an hour of inconstant running, I warmed up considerably. Kane would have played our simple game for hours until he collapsed from exhaustion."Don't you want your breakfast?"He paused as if considering my question. Dogs are proven to understand hundreds of human words, or at least make good guesses about them. His ears perked up, and his head swiveled in the direction of our neighbor, Mr. Jones' house. I had heard their back door slide open.. Jessicas Fantasy Roast Story: #27 Copyright 2005 Written: February 27 2005 A story By: KaosAngel Proofed by: Piasa_Troll Please send any comments about this story to ([email protected]) ********************************************************************** Part 2 – The Roasting Jessica awoke the next morning to the smell of hickory barbeque coal cooking in the backyard letting her nose follow the delightful smell she soon found herself in the backyard of the little cabin standing next to Gene.