Linda got a real kick out of that. We all chowed down on the pizza and continued drinking beer and just enjoying each others company. As the night p...ogressed we started getting into the liquor. Linda had brought over a bunch of Jell-O shooters. I had a blast watching her stick the plastic tube of liquor into her cleavage and pouring it into Angel’s mouth. All I could think was that lucky plastic tube. Angel told Linda to give me a shot so she stuck a tube into her cleavage, straddled my. In the summer time if my sister and I had gone out to meet up with our friends, we would be dressed when we ate dinner and mom, if she didn’t have to go out or go meet up with some of her friends, she would be in just her bra and panties or in just a slip, and the same way at supper time if she stayed home in the afternoon ,and if my sister and I stayed home in the afternoons after dinner, we would usually be in our under clothes, and dad would be the one dressed, since he had been at work all. ‘Fine. You want to stay there? We’ll see how you feel about it tomorrow.’ With that she turned swiftly, glancing back over at the two men. ‘You both can stay here too. We’ll be heading back tomorrow so I suggest you get good sleep.’ The men whispered back a ‘yes, Mistress.’ The door to the barn slammed shut and a bolt slid into place. Drake turned to look at the men. ‘Hummpfh?’ He stared at them, hoping they’d release him. ‘Damn kid, you’re lucky she didn’t thrash you for that…’ The blonde. ‘You ‘barely remember’ receiving a proposal of marriage from the eldest son of one of the wealthiest landowners in the county, a man feted by every match-making mama in England and you -‘ Stopping abruptly, Cole coughed and grabbing up a piece of the neglected gingerbread, stuffed it into his mouth. Chewing hard, he waved one hand airily at her as though she had been the one to stop speaking. Sophie knew what he had been about to say. Three years ago, she had been very nearly ‘on the shelf’..