He knew Ron was fucking her constantly, but still played dumb hoping that Ron would clinch the deal and fuck her in the ass. He knew Helen would brin... everything out into the open if he did. The work was completed, the snow was gone and the weather warm enough that they were steam cleaning the residue from their equipment. A “BMW” pulled into their drive and Ron saw Pete bristle! Pete grabbed the opportunity cursing to say how much he disliked the man. He claimed because he was a rich bastard. ‘My name is Diane, not Bambi. You need to remember that.’ Frustrated and embarrassed, I lashed out. ‘Your name is Bambi!’ And I thrust my will into her brain. At least I tried. For a moment nothing seemed to happen. Then I felt my tattoo heating up. My hips began to wriggle as the heat from my tattoo began to spread through my hips and surround my pussy and sore ass. Fingers of spreading heat worked through my belly and down my thighs. The warmth spread over my breasts, causing my nipples to. I am half mad with lust now, wondering where this is going. This is for you. I am just going along for the ride, giving up control and letting go of the last of my inhibitions. I feel him tense and pause, causing me to open my eyes, unable to recall the moment I’d closed them. We’re being joined. Another guy, as dark as the one is light, and devilishly handsome, his smile gleaming with confidence as he reaches out and runs the backs of his knuckles over my cheek. I shudder, lips parting as I. ’ He was distracting her, which was very good for me. ‘Why didn’t you say something to me if you didn’t like plaid?’ ‘I didn’t want to hurt your feelings. You seem to like plaid.’ ‘All little children wear plaid, Gordon.’ ‘Most little children look like dorks, because their parents dress them that way. I want to look like dad.’ Jennifer looked at me and noticed the difference in my clothing. ‘What the heck happened to you today? You are dressed differently. I’m still going to kill you, but you.