Claire answered the door while Tammy wasgiving the final touch on my make up."You must be Jack. I am Claire. Alexis' roommate. Come on in, Alexisshoul... be ready in a few minutes. Do you want something to drink?" I am fine. Thank you." So, I heard you & Lexi are working on the project together. Boy, youare a slave driver, aren't you? She didn't come home many nights workingon your project. She really put a lot of effort trying to impress you." Oh, I didn't know about that. I am sorry." Don't. "Mrs. Gore, I am so sorry. I'm afraid we're going to have to postpone the dinner. Our president, Felicity Barton, um..." Yes?" Tipper asked, genuine concern furrowing her brow."Died," blurted out Renee."She died?" the Gores asked in unison. "Just now?" Yes," Jennifer said slowly, her eyes narrowing as she stared at Renee. "Of a horrible French disease. My colleague, Renee, um, Paris, can fill you in."Renee returned Jennifer's glare before she turned back to the Gores."Meuniere's syndrome," she. "Stop right there! I owe you the apology. I've acted and treated you horrible since your dad passed! You are a man grown now, and you read the signs correctly! I was horny as hell, and needed a good fucking! You took your dad's responsibility once again! You gave to me what I needed. You could have handled it much better, but still, you did what was needed. Now get your smokes and please come to dinner, you need to eat." Pete reacted basically on auto pilot as he opened his top drawer for his. " Oooohh Kimmy... I'm rubbing my cock... Oooh, yes please..." Oh Walt, pleeeeze don't be upset. Oh Walt, everyone's watching. Oh, that feels soooo good..." she moans to the other man."Oh! Lover! I'm letting another man undress me.... ohh." I hear the sound of deep wet kisses and sit down, listening. My heart pounds."Oh Kimmy..." my voice trails off and scenes fill my head."Oh Swee... Russel is cupping my pussy through my panties, another man is taking pictures and sucking my nipples...Ooohhh....