Jill sighed. She'd just gotten done with her period and she was always horny during that time of the month. Now that she was done, Staci had been too ...istracted with her new job and their schedules were complete opposites with Staci seeming to work every night that Jill was off. In fact Staci had been at work the three days Jill had been off this week, and would be working again tonight until 1 am.Jill sighed again and reached down into her pile of clothes for her magenta thong."Oh you're not. It was still dark when I resurfaced to consciousness and the sensation of Stefan gently grinding his backside against my cock, which I realised was as stiff as a board. His movements were so subtle that they might almost have been mistaken for unconscious, though the hand that reached back and took hold of my erection did so with a most definite intent. I placed two fingers to his quivering orifice, still tight despite being so thoroughly abused mere hours ago, and he moaned softly. I touched. I borrowed it from the Gallery." Borrowed?" Well, Winnie had it and she wasn't in. So I borrowed it. I'll put it back before she notices." And?" It's interesting. She says that Williams revolutionized the way Australians see and think about the environment. The book showcases Williams's strength as a painter. Hart says that Williams's special talent was abstracting from the real or, as he put it, seeing the world 'in terms of paint'. I'm fascinated by his images of the Pilbara. I think I'm. Two minutes later, she was sitting on Amanda's couch, glass in hand, watching the TV.She flicked the remote several times, but nothing caught her attention, and she found herself thinking about little Dawn and the story Amanda had written. 'What sort of Aunt am I?' Ali castigated herself and stood, pausing only to retrieve the bottle, and quietly climbed the stairs.A light was on in Dawn's room, and Ali popped her head around the door to see if Dawn was asleep. Dawn had her eyes closed but Ali.