I’ll wear a blouse with several buttons undone to give just enough of a hint to what’s underneath. Somehow in my fantasy I’m very good at this s...ductress tease act, though in reality I don’t believe I could ever do a thing to goad Matt into a sexual riot. But the teasing isn’t what I like about the fantasy. It’s where the teasing gets me. In my mind I’ll look at Matt with these big innocent eyes and see the heat that has crept into his face. In my head I can hear his breathing deepen and it. “My first name begins with ‘P’ and I always liked Patricia. Or Patti, with an ‘i’.”“I like that too. Patricia it is.” I lightly took hold of her hand and tugged gently, “Come to momma, Patti. Let’s hug and cuddle a little.”I released her hand, got up and moved to the end of the sofa, leaning against the arm and d****d my arm across the top of the back cushions. She crawled over and turned sideways then leaned into me, resting her right shoulder along my left side. She d****d her left arm across. Then I'd close my eyes, imagining it was me... Well back to the real story: Just after I turned 18 (witch is the drinking age limit where I live), one of my friends asked me to go to a party with her. She was very different from me, outgoing, popular, sexy and a year older. But for some reason we were very close. And I went with her to the party. I didn't really feel at home there. I didn't know anyone besides my friend, and spent most of the time sitting on the couch sipping wine. After a. I wanted to do something butjust then I was thrown back onto the bed by some invisible force. Thetwo women continued to struggle on the ground."Give me that ring you stupid bitch" yelled Katie as she grappled withmy wife."I want you to die!!!" screamed Suzie in an evil screech, and then ithappened. I watched as a dozen or so purple lights flew from Suzie'sring, echoing phrases that made no sense to me."...join us..." "...nothing may interfere with the pregnancy..." ...your time is up...".