"Oh, Michelle, how can you say that. Here, look at these," she said, holding upa pair of lacy pink panties, "they are so frilly, so pretty, so girlish... Youmust love to wear nice feminine items like these, otherwise you wouldn't behere. But don't worry, Michelle, being a woman is a blessing from God. Beingfemale is much better than being male. I tell you, Michelle, I never once wishedthat I were a man! But now, let's get busy, girl, or you'll be here all day!"With that, we began to select. "That brought a grin to Jon's face, as he realized just how amazing his cousin was. Hooking him up with one of the sexiest girls he'd ever seen, he wondered how it could get better, which of course, it would.The sun was just starting to set, and Jessica rejoined the group, almost as if she knew they were done talking about her. She snuggled up against Megan, while Jon had his arm around both of them, the group just admiring the view for several minutes.Finally the sky darkened, and the coolness. She added some to her glass and then shrugged and filled Donnie's glass to the halfway point once more. He'd never seen his mother drunk, and she wasn't drunk now, but he could see the effect of the wine in her hazel eyes and the way she was beginning to enunciate her words carefully.He was down to the last bites of the cheesecake when Helen said, "I wanted us to have some time alone because I have to tell you about some decisions I've made." Oh?" he said, clearly worried. When his mother. ’ ‘Are you going up to fuck them?’ asked the man rudely in a French accent. She was, but she wasn’t going to admit it. ‘No, and I would like to leave without harassment, please.’ ‘You do not deserve harassment. You are, in fact a royally unattractive cunt.’ the Frenchman said back. Jane hated people saying that word. ‘And you are royally unpleasant, sir. I do hope not all Frenchmen are like you.’ ‘What-ever. Go away or I shall continue to insult you.’ ‘Not so fast. I’ve got half a mind to-‘.