My family had gone to a friend’s house to enjoy their electricity and running water, while I had chosen to stay home. I wanted to be alone for this....I sat at my desk in my room with a glass of water and a pile of pills next to me. They were sleeping pills, painkillers, and everything else I had. I was slowly writing a suicide note, trying to use my best penmanship. I included the instructions for my funeral and how I wanted to be buried. I finally put down the pen. My hands were almost always. . I place my purchases on the counter and grab the chilled bottle of white wine and quickly pull it close to my ample cleavage, feeling the condensation drip down and seep into my bra. Holding the bottle to my chest, I stumble around trying to pull my stockings off, thinking of what a perfect day it would be to work on my tan that seems so subtle this year.Quickly I grab a wine glass, and pour the sparkling liquid 3/4th of the way to the top. taking a sip of wine with one hand, I push my skirt. "No, in the back is cool," Rachael said, "Geoff should hear this too.It's family stuff."In the back Rachael explained to the pair about Bobby's dream of goingto hockey camp, and the information she had gotten today."I thought that maybe with the money you got for consulting ... "Rachael told Maria."He's going," Geoff said abruptly. "You don't need to use your money,love. He's my son, or will be soon, and if he wants to go to hockey camphe goes." He is 'our' son," Maria corrected, "and he will. ’Jan, about Pat’s size in all respects, casually slipped off and dropped her light coat over the back of one of the chairs before walking into the room.In high heels and naked.Stark naked!Short blonde hair and nothing else; shaved or waxed, I couldn’t tell and cared less. Her nether lips were aroused, leastways that’s a polite description. In truth, she was hot, open, glistening and ready. The sort of ready that produces an instant erection in any red-blooded male.I stood up, conscious, very.