Jessica had been sorely tempted to bend her over and give her a sound thrashing right then and there, but many dishes were in progress and there was n... time. Instead Jessica waited until the meal was almost finished before ordering Marie to strip and climb up on the table. Now Jessica stood with a martini in hand, surveying her handiwork and waiting for her guests.The first to arrive was Jackie London, who had elected not to make the long trip home to see her family this Thanksgiving. Noting. “How do I look?” she asked as she turned in a circle. I couldn’t tear my eyes from the bra. My eyes locked on to her breasts and I forgot to breathe. “Uh, hello? I asked you something.”“Uh -- you look -- uh --awesome, like you could be a model or something.” I looked into her made up eyes then stepped back to look at her from a distance. The make-up, the hair and the clothes disguised the real Sandy, the girl in front of me was almost a stranger, a very appealing stranger. She beamed her. I sat and played N64 for about an hour and when 7:20 came, I switched off the game and told my mom I was heading out. "Where ya going?" she asked me. I told her about what happened today and that I was going out with Lauren. I sprayed a bit of my cologne on and walked out the door. I walked down the street and knocked on her door. Her mom, who Lauren really looked like, answered the door. She invited me in and said Lauren would be down in a bit. She just talked with me about school and what my. She hardly remembered meeting Victor. He was a friend of somebody’s. Shenever quite figured out who. She’d been drinking all afternoon and had a realgood buzz on. The party had thinned out and it was dark when she wanderedback to the changing room to slip into her shift. She remembered Victorseemed to appear out of no where. At the time she wondered if he had followedher but discounted that immediately as she was at least six or seven yearsolder than he was and that was giving.