Sheadded a white full slip and then had me step into a knee length chiffonpetticoat. She helped me into a 1950's type of house dress thatbuttoned from...the waist up in front and finished by tightening thelittle belt around my already tiny waist. After slipping into mystiletto high heeled ankle strap pumps Carol stopped me when I smoothedmy dress then moved to the makeup table to finish my look and pick outa wig for the day to cover my short hair because Carol liked thedifferent look of wigs on. You know very well how it is; everybody’s business is nobody’s business, and once let business affairs start to go wrong, your friends will stand from under! Look at the fix he’s in, and think what a fine trade he had! He used to be an undertaker. He dined like a king, boars roasted whole in their shaggy Bides, bakers’ pastries, birds, cooks and bakers! More wine was spilled under his table than another has in his wine cellar. His life was like a pipe dream, not like an ordinary mortal’s. When. She consumed his every thought. Those lips. He had kissed them a thousand times and yet he still craved more. That smile. Those stolen moments. He could still taste the sweet peach juice upon her lips following the very first time their lips locked. Fuck. He craved her.Aiden knew he shouldn’t but Melody oozed seduction. Something he just couldn’t resist. Even a quick glance in those emerald green eyes, veiled by dark lashes, made his cock twitch.So many nights he had jerked himself off into. Mark was asking about that night to Diya. She said that it was a onetime mistake, but Mark told her that she will be his whore and that was the deal. Diya refused but Mark caught hold of her and planted a kiss on her juicy lips. She was trying to push him away but he started to press her boobs.Slowly, her resistance started to fade. He lifted her t-shirt, removed her bra and started to suck her left boob and at the same time, he was pressing her right side boob. Mark removed his pant and asked.