I looked from my mother to look at my aunt with an embarrassed, little laugh. Then when I looked back at my mother again, I knew she was serious. She ...anted me to remove my clothes. She wanted me to strip myself naked."Take off your clothes, Tommy," she said again. "I mean it. I'm not fucking around," she said.Another one of my longtime sexual fantasies, over the years while masturbating myself, I've imagined stripping myself naked in front of my mother and/or my aunt. Yet, now that my mother. What about the lady?’ ‘Well, as you can see we have beautiful ladies who work here, dancing, waiting tables and what all. That’s why I called it the Fox Club, get it? This one was different. When she strolled up to the bar just about every eye in the place was fixated on her. Like we were all in a trance.’ ‘Now, she was wearing a costume, is that right?’ ‘Well, yeah. She was a witch. Had the hat and broom and everything. She was wearing a cape and underneath it some sort of black nylon and. She had an elegance to her that Summer didn?t quite possess. Summer was a classic blonde, who shared her eye color with Deanna, but little else in appearance. She had a bit of a tan, unlike her best friend. She was not quite as intellectual as her friend, either, though not the typical blonde bimbo that some would assume. She had a brain and ambition to be something: she wanted to be a reporter for the local TV news. Deanna, meanwhile, pursued a career in the theater, hoping to become a serious. At this point, Sarah walked in. "I've been speaking with the police. The registration on that van came back to a rental company, who show it being loaned to Mort's father, so we are sure that's who took her. Since their telepath has already reported witnessing what happened psychicly, with Anna's testimony from before, it is enough for us to act. We have been negotiating for a protective order so we can take Mort away from her parents," she said."That's great, and all but we still don't know.