She had long, golden brown hair which swept past her shoulders. Her eyelids hid the delightful ocean blue irises within. Her cheek bones were sculpted...to perfection just like the rest of her facial structure. Her figure was slender with a fabulous pair of legs and a pair of tits that defied nature. It was as if God himself had created her with the intention of everybody falling in love with her. She was truly a goddess in human form. Caitlyn on the other hand, had long, dirty blonde hair which. “Useless piece of shit,” she muttered, before it coughed its way into action and allowed her to steer it out of the parking space. Now here was a reminder, if one were needed, of why she had agreed to a dangerous liaison with Gavin in the first place. An extra seven grand a year, resulting in a vehicle upgrade, a winter holiday and some serious shopping. That was a proposition a girl didn’t simply brush off, not this girl at any rate.Although one week ago, she had attempted to do precisely. "I'll swear he's going to drop dead in some little lady's bed some night, if he doesn't watch out." And are you upset about that, Abby?" Marge asked, returning to the subject."No, of course not," Abby replied. "But still, as you must know Marge, there's always a little bit of the cat in a woman when she sees her husband with another woman." Marge!" Peter said in mock amazement, "Is that true?" Sometimes, Peter baby, sometimes..." his seductive wife answered playfully, and then she turned back. Seeing none,she extended the elegantly packaged Virginia Slims box to me."Thank you, but I don't smoke," I laughed."Well you did last night," she cooed, "like a perfectly naughty littlebitch."I nodded ruefully and accepted a cigarette for myself. Auntie picked upthe gold Dunhill and flicked its tiny flame to life with a satisfyingclick. I femininely placed the filter to my lips and looked into hereyes appreciatively as she extended the flame. I drew the minty smokeinto my mouth and inhaled.