I don't think she's really thought about it at all. Maybe we can get her attention this way, because I KNOW her initial reaction will be negative, and...that will cool her off a little." I'm not so sure about this," I said slowly. It seemed like a really crazy idea to me. I mean sex with Jill was unreal enough, but a proposal? From me? That was just plain ludicrous.It occurred to me then that maybe Lynne was right. It WAS ludicrous, and surely Jill would see that as quickly as her mother and I. Deliberately, she raised her skirt and showed me her matted crotch, with the same loathsome, knowing grin as the vanished child had. I blinked, and she was just an ordinary housewife in a print dress, distracted by the noise of brakes. There was nothing to do but drive. The BMW gave me a feeling of Teutonic rationality for which I was grateful.State Road 23 to Cleaver's Mills followed the line of the Mist River, through its dark hollows and swampy forests. The road was patched concrete, which. She then reached back and unclasped her bra, letting it drop to the floor, freeing her beautiful firm breasts. They were a handy B cup, with lovely dark nipples that were standing proud and erect. I love nice hard nipples! She unbuttoned her jeans and pulled them down to the floor, stepping out of them before pulling her panties down and off too. Now she was standing naked beside the bed, asking what I’d like her to do next. I asked her to lay on her back on the bed. She lay down and I got up. As we rocked to the tunes,nothing seemed to be happening to us.After almost an hour Jack said "This L.S.D. is bogus! I can't believe wetraded a lid of grass for this cra............" All of a sudden Jackturned white and his body froze in mid sentence. Then it appeared thathis face was melting, then Kirk started melting too.As the next group got ready to play a voice came over the speakers sayingthat everyone should avoid the brown acid, that there was something wrongwith it. As Pam's face.