My mind said “ get out of here” but my body wasn’t listening. I was frozen to the spot. She reached the door and pulled it towards her. Our eyes...met and she let out a scream. My feet still wouldn’t obey my brain and now my tongue followed.“ I ummm wasn’t ummm this isn’t what it.....” I stammered. All of a sudden my feet began to move from the spots they had grown roots to. I turned and hurriedly walked, my feet tangling and almost tripping myself. I hurried downstairs and straight to the. I was wearing jeans, a dark blue tank top, flip flops and a small coat (it's a tad cold here in October). Wasn't exactly dressed to impress so I guess I was there to chill. I was sitting and roasting a marshmallow (some awesome person brought them) when I realized I was quickly tapping my foot because I badly had to piss. I had been steadily drinking now for almost 2 hours. Of course some people were already wasted, I was quite buzzed myself. After enduring the feeling a little longer so I. But I never went back. I didn't even take his phone calls. The Law of Anne was back in force.Once was all I'd allow myself. Well, two at the most.The little bottles he gave me had long since been emptied. And yes, of course they never had the awesome power they seemed to have in his magical bedroom. Scents and fragrances can be potent aphrodisiacs. But their main ingredient will always be your imagination.Still, they — and the memories attached — aroused me enough. They brought a lot of joy and. ”I felt a little more at ease with half of the beer down and said grinning, “It’s fine, I don’t mind.”Aunt Lisa smiled and asked my about the date I had planned. I explained it was Kelly's and mine second date. She leaned across the island from me and I couldn’t help but notice how big her breasts had become; she almost seemed to be flaunting them. She said she remembered what it was like to be young and how envious of me she was. She asked about Kelly and I said she was a brunette and on.