Looking at herself now, with her long, platinum blonde hair cascading down her back, her narrow waist, and long legs, she knew that she was a stunning...woman and most of those genes had passed on to her teenage daughter Stephanie.Janice picked up a pair of black thigh-high boots and slipped them on. She was comfortable with the 5-inch heels they had and it made her look that much taller. The black opera gloves were last. One more glance in the mirror before she headed down to teach the twins a. The air begins to feel heavy around us. I try to break the tension and I start to tickle him. We’re both squirming around tickling one another and laughing at each other until he overpowers me and grabs both of my hands above my head with his one large hand. I’m so aware between my legs now of him being on top of me. Fuck... am I aware! I start to lick at his face to get away but he’s holding me down with his hand and he tickles me with the other. I'm laughing but I can't help instinctively. At least he would sink fast and drown… it looked like a quick, albeit premature, death. Just before his plane struck the water, he blacked out, his mind not wanting to witness what was surely going to happen next.The next thing Tony knew, he was laying on what appeared to be a beach. He was flat on his back on the sand. He didn’t remember any island nearby… he certainly didn’t remember swimming to it. He was alive - at least he thought he was - and not even wet! What had happened? Was he alive. " What?" Eric said, a little confused and more than a little angry."What I mean is," Donna said, "I'm kind of having an identity crisis, a sexual identity crisis here, and I kind of feel like I need to find out what it is I really want." And you thought you'd find out what you really want by cheating on me?" Eric yelled.Donna glared at him for a moment, before smiling, "You know what Eric, you're right, I cheated on you and I'm sorry, but I think I have a way to make it up to you." Oh, and how.