"If we thought your hubby would be getting in late," Terry said, "we could prowl the town and pick us up a couple of well- hung studs for some hot yum...yum fun!"Mavis smiled back. "I don't think I want Phil to catch me-- or us--with a couple of stallions wearing our saddles." Probably right," Terry nodded, taking three bottles of liquor from one of her suitcases and setting them on a dresser.Mavis watched her find a couple of glasses, strip off the cellophane and mix a couple of drinks of. I slowly unlocked the door and was greeted by a large living space with the biggest fireplace I have ever seen. A big fire was blazing and a vanilla smell wafted through the air, as if welcoming me home. Tiny pink and red hearts lined the way to the bedroom where I placed my things in the closet as directed, I stole a glance in the mirror and touched up my appearance quickly. I slowly and seductively stepped out of the bedroom and made my way towards a now open door that led to the enclosed. ” He said getting up and going to the kitchen. Opening the frig and staring into the “void of thought.” He was still thinking about how Sam looked in her tank top and panties. Ever since about a year ago he couldn’t get her out of his mind. She was more beautiful than any of the girls in his class, not to mention more mature as well. After a few minutes of staring into the frig and thinking of her in those panties and noticed he was getting really hard. Of course this isn’t new to him but he. .. again ... and, again ... one more. Excellent, now how do you feel?"The girl nodded and gave a tremulous smile."I feel a little better. Merci, Maman." Good."Antoinette smiled encouragingly."Because, we are here," she spoke soothingly, but her daughter gave a small shriek and proceeded to begin hyperventilating all over again. Antoinette sighed. "Megan Giry! You stop this nonsense this instant. Just remember that these people are no better than you or me and just be you. Do not try to put on.