Anyway, I have been corresponding with Brandy Dewinter on the concept and got into a basic discussion of Aunt Jane's character and make up, and being ...e, well, it sort of got a little silly. Still, it was a lot of fun and we thought we would share the result with you, our very good friends, and hope to give y'all a bit of a smile. So...LADIES AND LADIES, GIRLS AND GIRLSCHILDREN OF ALL AGESDEWINTER & TIGGER LTD.PROUDLY (we think) PRESENTS . . . .A Recipe for Aunt JaneBy Tigger and Brandy. I work as a receptionist in an office for a small company.I knew Terry fancied me, he was always looking down at my breasts, but I wasn't attracted to him and didn't want to upset him. He's much older than me, about 35-40 years old, and clearly a pervert, but overall, he's not a bad guy.It would be difficult to get out of it though so I said I would go for an hour.The party was at a small restaurant downtown that also had a bar for the workers to drink. I arrived at the restaurant in a taxi.. ”“So,” Jenn said, “where in their instructions to you did they mention fucking my brother? I’m sure they would have mentioned it to us if that was okay. Right Daisy?”I nodded as I put the coffee on the table and sat down.“By the way, Julie,” Jenn continued, “how long have you been fucking Terry? Because I’m sure that wasn’t your first time. Don’t lie to us because Terry will tell us. He has no choice.”With that she gave Julie a blow by blow account of what else had happened earlier. She left. Your shoulders support the thin "spaghetti " straps that hold a black silk dress that hugs every curve of your incredible body. The front is cut just low enough to introduce the mesmerized onlooker to the magnificent breasts hidden behind the thin wisps of silk that d**** them, allowing one to know what is there, hidden temptingly just out of view. The back plunges to just above that wonderful valley at the small of your back. The dress is short, and flows with your every movement. I am glad of.