I had my hand inside my pants all the way!" she laughed."OK, come here then..."At that time the phone rang. It was Patricia, my sister. Fenny talked t... her for almost half an hour and when I asked what she wanted Fenny just said that she wanted to make sure that she had come home all right."And did you tell her that it took you longer that usual?" Nooo, but I told her that my revenge would be severe."I forgot all about the incident until about three weeks later. My sister had made a silly bet. " Oh, by the way I know why you got in touch and brought the clothes withyou. I thought about it last night. At 80 you have had thoughts ofpassing away, none of us go on forever and you have decided to get ridof your stash because when you do move on you don't want anybody findingall that pretty underwear and fancy dresses and put two and twotogether, am I right?" As always, Mary, yes," he answered. "Especially the kids and thegrandkids, it would be unfair to them." See, there's another good. ” Amelia growled beneath her breath and Nicolette raised one perfectly shaped brow.“You do have a choice.”“What do you want me to do?”---Amelia stared at the four guards. The dim light from the torches that burned in the center of the far wall cast a smoky glow. Their gazes swept over her hungrily as the five of them waited for Nicolette to join them.This was ridiculous, Amelia thought to herself. Waiting in the middle of the night to do this sinful thing just to amuse some spoiled little. Then there were pictures of me being evacuated on a stretcher surrounded by TV crews. The story ended with an appeal “Can you help Jan to walk again?” I was angry. My private grief had been splashed across the TV news. It got worse. The scandal-rag printed pictures of me on their Page Three, topless. I thought those photos had been destroyed but I was the Page Three girl for a week. On Saturday they printed the one with just my hand covering my cunt. I had been wearing a G-string but they.