‘Umm…yes, well, I…uh…wanted to talk to you about something. Something very important.’ She said, her voice gaining confidence as she spoke. ...��Oh?’ he questioned, ‘Well, please come in and have a seat.’ ‘Well, uh, ok I guess.’ She said as she followed him into his office. He motioned toward a chair positioned in front of his desk. He waited until she sat before he leaned a hip against the edge of the desk. She looked up at him, feeling uncomfortable at his being so close. ‘Mr. Daughton, I wanted. There laying on the bed on her side with her hand holding up her head was Phyllis. She didn’t have a stich of clothes on and she presented a very erotic picture. Her large breasts and the little pubic hair she had were like a picture of a woman you would see posing in a men’s magazine.“Phyllis what is going on, get dressed and come on back to the living room.”“Ty this is what I wanted to show you. I wanted to show you me. The reason I am this way is that I want you to make love to me as I. It was a stinking hot day, one of those days where no matter what you do you just can't escape the heat. There was no breeze at all and the sun was beating down so fiercely that if you went outside it felt like a hot weight bearing down on you.It had been one of the hottest summers on record, the entire country was in drought and the earth was so baked that it had cracked and no grass would grow anywhere. Everywhere you looked the colour was brown. The air smelt dusty and it sucked the moisture. Maureen was still passed out on the bed with her son, so the house was completely quiet. Sondra felt thirsty and decided she might try to pull herself out of the cushions and make her way to the refrigerator. She could see it from where she sat, but it seemed awfully far away and her legs were nearly complete jelly after the romp with Maureen and Eddie. Her gaze shifted from the kitchen back to the large front windows and then one eyebrow arched as she saw her own son dashing out from behind.