Made me wonder if it is normal. “I would imagine so,” Brigitte said, a knowing smile on her face, “may I show you something?” taking Addie’s...hand and leading her into the back. I followed along, Claude behind me.We went into their office in the back of the gallery, Brigitte pointed to the painting on the wall opposite the desk; a beautiful young woman, nude from the waist up, obviously a much younger Brigitte, “The artist, he was not my husband, perhaps very much like your Nick…?”We looked at. Tess gave the top to her aunt then rested hands on hips, posing slightly.“Goodness, Tessa. Those are lovely. You’re a lucky girl. Mine didn’t look like that until I was twenty.” Tess smiled at the praise. Kat set about fixing the back lace. “Here, turn around and raise your arms. Lemme help you put it on.” Tess did as instructed, looking into the mirror in front of her. Kat slipped it down her arms and over her head. Tess was a bit surprised as she watched her aunt cup her breast and. The situation was made worse when I realised her companion was wearing my nightdress – the special one I wore because it made Sylvie so horny. I watched, unable to move as the red head moved and hands went over Sylvie’s, my Sylvie’s breasts and squeezed the nipples I had squeezed. I saw Sylvie’s face and then, damn her, I heard her say the things she had said to me. I slammed the door and ran to the sitting room where I sat on the floor, back to the wall and cried like a baby. Sylvie moved out. She sat still for a minute, staring into space. Then, she started to speak, haltingly."He... should have died. I... changed the... conditions of the accident. He was going to hit the trailer head on, sliding underneath. He would have died. I... caused him to skid to the left and hit it with the right side of the car. That saved him... for now. It also prevented the fire. I don't know how to explain it better than that. I don't know how I did it. I just did." Cindi looked embarrassed, afraid I.