And she's old enough to be your mom," Ron replied, getting a look of stunned disbelief. "I kid you not. She's at least forty." You're full of it. She ...ooks twenty."Ron nodded in agreement. "But get this. Jenny in makeup says she worked with her in the early nineties—fifteen years ago."They stopped talking as the model took off the sarong for the next segment of the shoot. She was wearing the tiniest string bikini either of them had ever seen. The triangles of yellow cloth barely covered her. ..I slide the tip of my tongue across your lips... and turn saying follow me...Seated in front of the fire... neither one of us hungry for food... but we eat lightly... the anticapation growing between us...Finnally finishing...I ask you to clear the dinner things up while I do something in the other room...I return shortly... to find you stretched out in front of the fire... leaning back on your elbows... you hear my approach... smiling I kneel down next to you... your hand reachs out to pull. "Don't be afraid, Giselle", she said. "You know, while you were working on your improvement, Brigitte stayed here too. All these days and nights she lived almost within touch of her lover. Thibault is her true love, you know. It was him she returned for, not me."Angique smiled her sweetest smile. She looked straight at Brigitte, who's face turned crimson. Then she took the horse by the head and pulled its velvet nose closer. It nudged Giselle's breasts and snorted. The hot breath sent. "What are we doing today?" Lena asked.Tamara answered, "I have to get a few things done before checking into the hospital this afternoon." Mom, does Audrey know what's going on?" No, and neither do your grandparents. I plan on calling them this morning." I guess I will get to meet them at the hospital," I commented."Lena will introduce you. By the way, since both of you are here. What if Audrey wants to join our circle?"Lena sat up abruptly. "Why? Don't we have enough already?" Lena, the circle.