.. you're..." Yes... ?" You're... ME!!!" EXACTLY!!!" Nancy/Tonya slapped her hands together to make her point clearer; Tonya was startled by the sudde... noise!"But... How can YOU be... my worst enemy... when you're ME?" Tell me, Tonya," Nancy/Tonya asked, "What does that say about YOU?" Uhhhhh..." Tonya hesitated, trying to decipher the meaning in her Doppelganger's question, "Are you saying... that I'M my OWN worst enemy?" BINGO!!!" Nancy/Tonya jumped up & down, unctuously squealing like a game. But it didn’t bother her because she said she was wet thinking about him, but what I liked the most in her text was that when my wife had become very horny from this, her fantasy and mine came through because she said to him, “ mommy’s been bad since you have not been around to play with me you dirty little boy”. When he asked what she had been doing by being bad, she said “ I’ve been playing with myself while I chatted with other guys in a chat room because you have not come to visit me”. My. . I don't know how I can ever express my gratitude and how much living here means to me!"The older woman held out her arms and they hugged for a long moment. The scent of musk came to Adrienne and with it a dichotomy of vague feelings of both pleasure and pain."Now I shall leave you to get ready. No, don't say anything," said the older woman as Adrienne was about to speak. "Just have a wonderful time and the evening shall be enjoyable for us all. I'll be back to get you when the guests have all. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to frighten you. We saw you from the window of the launderette. Sarah is watching the washing.” I think we were both grateful we hadn’t mentioned what we’d actually done. We had a quick chat about what to eat tonight and agreed maybe we’d eat out, just the six of us.It was nice, we sat around the table and talked about the sailing, and the storm. We talked about the swimming and the turtle we saw. And Sarah rubbed my leg with her foot – and Fred could see and smirked. Last.