She needed to be by herself, and get a little perspective. Evelyn offered to let Angie lie down in her (or at least Angela's) old room. The couple ha... kept the room as she'd left it before going off to college. That's the kind of people they were. Angie lay down on the frilly canopied bed, and tried to not think for a while. She looked around. The room was littered with mementos of Angela's past. There were the Pony Club ribbons. There were the cheerleader pom-poms. There was a Homecoming. "Why?"Janice sighed. "I can't stop thinking about you dressed up in women's clothing. You used to be so strong and dependable. But now you seem so weak and pathetic. I feel like I can't depend on you anymore." Janice, how long will our marriage last?" Another one or two months."I caught my breath. "Why so short?" I've contacted a divorce lawyer and she's drawing up papers."I gulped. That settled it. There was no turning back now."STEP TWO:" Jack had continued. "Use the drug to erase memories.. “Exactly what you want, need, and will get,” she purred. Kimberly stood up, leaned over him, and planted a soul searing kiss on his lips, leaving him breathless and dazed. She let the jacket fall off her shoulders and fall to the floor. Lifting her hips, she climbed on his desk and laid back. “I want you to eat my pussy, Johnathon. Suck my clit. Tongue fuck me. I want to feel your tongue all over my pussy. Make me cum, and I will tell you another fantasy. Cum with me, and we will make the next. It was more sensual than sexual, at least that's how it felt at that particular moment. It seemed amazing to me just how naturally the act of french kissing came to me, despite having zero experience with it. I assumed that it was something that people just instinctively knew how to do - or that I was lucky! After a few moments of exciting stimulation, both of our juicy tongues and our cocks, Steven asked eagerly "What do you want to do now?" I felt like I was being invited into a sweet shop,.