And my friends will be on their best behavior. I can kick all their asses, too," she grinned.I cracked up laughing. "You're something else, you know t...at?" Yup," she agreed happily. "This will be fine, I promise." She took a breath. "Bren? I love you, you know."It felt like all the air had been sucked out of my lungs. I got dizzy. I couldn't see anything except her eyes.Somehow I managed to say it. "I love you, too." Because I did. She beamed at me, and all I could feel was pure, unadulterated. Kim calmed enough to say, I have a nicely chilled wine in my tote bag. Would you uncork it and get some glasses, honey? Connie said. No problem. He seemed grateful to have a mission. As soon as he stepped into the kitchen, Connie rose and went around the room, turning out the lights. The only illumination was the light through the kitchen door and the flickering glow of the fire. Connie leaned over the back of the sectional, between the two women. Her nipples were hardening. Kim noticed and. She is (bottled) blonde hair and blue eyes and wears glasses. She had the shortest hair, a little bob cut. Ashley, Josh’s stepsister, who is the only single woman at the party is 23, 5’4”, 120 pounds, has long brunette hair and looks a little like Allie Haze, the pornstar. Our Stepmoms are there who are both attractive women in their mid to late 50s. My stepmom Nancy has shorter blonde hair, is 5’6”, 145 pounds and 36 D tits. Josh’s stepmom Julia (Ashley’s mom), has long curly blonde hair, is. At college lack of time, security and money kept her appearances limited but since being in work for a year she seemed to have taken over my life. I was in brokerage but based in a northern town rather than the City so I earned good money and the cost of living was low. I was still fairly solitary and shy, had little social life and few friends, so I was able to indulge Bryony, buying lots of clothes and make up and dressing regularly. So frequently that I spent most weekends as Bryony, poor.