"Miss Dover, I am appointing you head of the special committee to institute the revised curriculum. I need a plan drawn up by tomorrow morning. We wil... meet again at nine sharp." Yes, Mr. Chairman," said Miss Dover quietly.Nine o'clock the next day rolled around and the meeting was packed. Word got out about the new changes and it was the talk of the town. Many people showed up to see and hear what would happen. This was big news in town and no one wanted to miss it."The meeting will come to. At first glance, he thought his beautiful young wife was just asleep, and he leaned down to shake her gently by the shoulder. "Natalie, wake up, honey... I'm back..."But the lovely brunette did not stir."Hey, baby, come on now... We've got the campfire tonight," Mark said, a little louder this time. He pushed her over so she was lying on her back, and it was then that he saw the nearly empty wine bottle cradled in her arms like a baby. "Oh, Jesus, Nat!" he exploded, carefully removing the. He could feel her nipples beneath the flimsy halter harden against his bare chest, and all the illicit thrills he had felt yesterday when he had imagined he was fucking her came back to him a hundred fold. As her soft, sweet lips pressed against his he felt the years drop away from his body. It was a thrill comparable to only one other in his life... the first time he had fucked her mother, his first wife, gone now for so many years. He had not allowed himself to admit that Linda was the ghost. The room was nice and cozy with a bed, a few dressers, a couch, a TV, a closet, a desk, a chair, and a window. The bed sheets, pillows, blankets, and curtains were all pink, which gave the room a pinkish glow. Nice place, said Freddie. Carly ignored him. Now, where were we? she asked. I think somewhere around here, said Freddie, as he approached Carly and they resumed their make-out session. Freddie and Carly were clutching each other passionately, as they explored each others mouths with.