She dropped the bags of gifts by the garbage bin. Yes, Charles Ritter was dead to the world. Jenna should have been the first to attest to that fact: ...er fist had dropped a rose on his casket and the men had shoveled in the dirt. Christmas was a piece of dog doo, in fact it was a great steaming heap. Jenna hired a cleaning service to take down the Christmas tree while she was at work. She instructed them to remove all decorations. ‘Make my living room look as if it’s April.’ They thought that. “That’s because you always stick your sorry ass in the way, dude.” Zak let him go and stepped back. Lucien took a cleansing breath. He was just about to order everyone out when he noticed Boy Rayne reaching up to pull the cap off with a little groan. They all rushed to his side and surrounded him. Silence reigned as Boy Rayne blinked slightly disorientated eyes up at them. Lucien held his breath, wondering what he’d say. If he noticed the slightest thing off in the battle pet, he was. He replied that they dont care, that they would remove their suits to make feel more at home. With that they moved over to us and started small talk. One of the boys said they would like to see us naked, they all giggled. They even offered us money. Mary and I looked at each other. Mary then said what would it hurt and lifted her top and bra, she went ahead and pulled her top completely off. I did the same. the boys could not keep their eyes off our boobs. Then they asked if they could touch. Kristen was 17 at the time, and resembled her mother quite a bit, she had quite similar facial resemblances, nice sized breasts for her age that looked like they were still growing, small waist, slightly protruding butt that was accented by her hips and thighs perfectly. Kristen's mom started taking several extra sick days off of work every week and would spend all her time on her computer. Day and night, she was on that computer, talking to someone but whenever Kristen asked her about who she.