I expected no less than to be told of, if not chid for, my late rising, when I was agreeably disappointed by her compliments on my pure and fresh look...: "I was a bud of beauty; (this was her stile) and how vastly all the fine men would admire me!" to all which my answer did not, I can assure you, wrong my breeding: they were as simple, and silly as they could wish, and, no doubt, flattered them infinitely more than had they proved me enlightened by education and knowledge of the world.We. Oh my God! Jon would kill me."Joan, you have to give me this tape. I can't let Jon find out about this ever. I can't believe that I did something like this at all."Joan leaned back in her chair. "Julie, I have to admit you had help in that matter. I made sure you had a special cocktail served to you every time you ordered. A little of this a little of that. I had them mix some certain drugs with special herbs, and presto-chango. I had a new and improved Julie. You were great. You were such a. Able was sitting in his recliner and Ronald was sitting on the sofa. Joanne was wearing an old cutoff T-shirt with her high school logo on it and shorts. She was barefooted.“Come over and sit down beside me. I want to talk to you about something. Your father and I need your help,” Ronald told the teen.The two men looked at Joanne’s sexy body and long shapely legs as she walked over and sat beside her uncle.“What kind of help,” she asked.“You know now that you have turned into a beautiful sexy. Chuck's eyes, however, were not conservative about her cleavage. The ruffles of her blouse hid her nipples - swelling in response to his blatant gaze - but showed enough rounded flesh to keep most breast fans happy. A simple single-button vest kept her breast in check for the day and matched the short skirt she wore.No one spoke words but Chuck's eyes and the bulge in his pants spoke volumes. Eddie, for his part seemed blind to the conversation. At the floor before hers, the guys nodded.