"Come on," I pleaded, "you know I get horny when I've been drinking." Seriously, stop," she whispered back. "Jenna and Joe are in the bed right next t... us. You'll have to wait until we get home in the morning."I kept my hand manipulating her breast and moved my body in closer to hers until my now hard cock was pressing against her ass through the material of both of our shorts. I slowly started grinding into her ass. Jane wasn't saying anything more and she wasn't pulling away or stopping me.. ”Then, as though it was an amplified echo of her own voice, in her mind she heard the phrase;“Vi sono una bella donna.” - You are a beautiful woman.Startled, she spun around instinctively but of course, she was alone, without even the sea breeze for company. The house was silent and even the raucous cicadas seemed to be dosing for once in the languorous heat of noon. She reproached herself for being jumpy.“Time for lunch.”In the weeks that followed she thoroughly explored the house; attempting. ”Usne mere liye ek bada peg dala aur kaha pi le. Maine jaise piya meri aankhe band jaisi hone lagi. Lekin main himmat karke wahi baitha hua tha. Kyuki mummy ko akele yaha chodne mein ek ajeeb sa dar lag raha tha. Abhishek bhi large peg banake pine laga tha.Uski aankhe bhi lal ho chuki thi aur woh lagatar meri mummy ke jism ko dekh raha tha. Usne jaise apne aankhe meri mjummy ki skirt ke ander dal di thi. Woh lagatar meri mummy ke jhango ke bich mein se skirt ke ander dekh raha tha.Mere dost ne. “Don’t look now, but she’s baaack,” Amber said in a low sing-songy tone as she motioned her eyes toward the front door. Cara could see the woman’s reflection in the glass dessert case behind Amber. “God, she’s so fucking creepy,” she quipped. The woman, an elderly lady in her late seventies, was a regular at the diner. She was quiet and frail and her demeanor was that of a character pulled straight out of a Stephen King horror film. She sat in the same booth every time and always insisted that.