"She laughed. "Sorry, business comes before monkey business. I think I have another condo buyer, Mr. and Mrs. Craig Ross, from..."Without thinking, I ...aid, "Not interested." Huh?" Sue said."Sorry," I said trying to recover from my blunder. "I wasn't talking to you, Sue. Could you hold a minute?"As Aaron MacDonald, I knew Craig Ross, and I didn't like him. He was unscrupulous, immoral, and ran rough-shod over everyone he did business with. I'd been one of his victims. But as Debra Oakman, there. “Look at that ass.”“Get her!”The two of the three at the fire raced after my illusion. Their rapacious hunger for the busty, curvy woman I created sent them pounding through the dark brush. I guided her down the trail, crouched above on the hilltop, my fingers constantly sketching her. My imagination focused on moving her, on her blonde hair streaming behind her, her breasts heaving.“No!” she screamed, her voice throaty and intoxicating. “Oh, Gods, no! Help! Help!”“No one's gonna help you,. " Okay, but not at the mall. Even though I met you there, that's the only good memory from that place." Suits me. To my beautiful, smart wife, Wendy, who I love so very much." To my handsome, hard working husband, Jim, who I love so very much. You make me happy, Love." We drank our toasts to each other and my phone rang. It was my daughter, Doris. "Hi, Daddy," she said, "Have you toasted yet?" Yes, we just did." Have you kissed your bride yet?" No." Then do it. I'll wait."I looked at Wendy who. What Emily didn’t know is that I had planned a very romantic day. I had told my cousin to leave a little early and I would take her to a small grassy clearing and lay down a blanket a have a small romantic lunch. After riding all day till about 4 o’clock and that is when I gave the signal to my cousin to leave. After he left I dove to the spot and stopped. We got off and Emily asked what we were doing. That is when I opened the back of the quad and took out the two blankets and the basket.