I thus decided to publish these fantasies for free for my readers to enjoy. It is meant to entertain, so please do not leave hateful comments if every...hing is not perfect. I am only human after all. Authors Note 2: Although this fantasy can be read independently, it was written as part of a series. For full enjoyment, please read The Barbie Lez Fantasies: Week 1-81. *** Have you ever had one of those fantasies? You know, the ones that feel so real you begin to wonder if you are actually. She showered and dressed before heading downstairs, she made some coffee and poured some whiskey into hers. She sat on the couch and waited for her son to come down. Five minutes later Matt made his way downstairs to talk to his mom about what had just happened."Hey mom", Matt said to Cynthia sounding as calm as possible. She didn't even look up, she just gave a wave and took a sip of coffee. Matt could tell his mother didn't approve of what they had done. He didn't understand why, they both. "Sharon set about getting dressed, really dressed, for the first time in many months. She had grown accustomed to wearing nothing, or a simple pair of panties, and the clothing felt strange on her. It only took her a few minutes to dress, and she followed David up the stairs for breakfast. As usual, David cooked, and after they ate, Sharon did the dishes and put them away. It really pleased her when David allowed her to do this little chore. It wasn't a chore to her, it was a gift to be allowed. She probably knew he was getting pissed. Smart. “I’m Mr. Holton’s personal assistant,” Sofie answered almost grudgingly. Jase couldn’t believe this. Why were these people here? Quite honestly, they looked like vagrants…fucking beach bums. They didn’t appear to be the type of people Holton associated with. Maybe he needed his assistant to help out with whatever was going on this weekend. He could not fathom that she and her scruffy “fiancé” had been invited here as guests. He refused to put.