There was a bulge in his pants and it was pressed against her. Marissa wondered if Alan was going to take his time with her all night or if he was goi...g to bend her over the table in the kitchen and fuck her. Just the thought of him doing either turned her on to no end.As her hands went to his belt buckle, he pulled back.Marissa let out a frustrated sigh."Not before dessert," he said, the hint of a taunt in his voice."I thought you were dessert," Marissa purred seductively."Hold that thought,". She actually seemed in pretty good shape: her eyes seemed a little crazed and her hair was disheveled and her make-up a little smeared around her eyes and mouth but she seemed alert and focused, if highly strung, for which I could hardly blame her, considering everything that had been happening. I balanced my tea on top of the container with my dessert and with my free hand stroked her hair back into place, telling her quietly that she was being a very good girl and that I was proud of her. I. He’s my brother. But Andy?” Her eyes twinkled. “That’s an idea, but I don’t know...”“Well, any time you and Kyle want to get together with Tommy and me...”Alice automatically looked up when she heard the doorbell jingle. She was arranging dresses on a sale rack and she turned when Vern walked between the aisles toward her.“Hi, Vern. What brings you here in the middle of the day?”Vern moved to stand close to her, looking around the store. “I guess I’ve never really been in here, Alice. I sort of. ‘Yes.’‘Did you put him up to this?’‘Of course not. Mark was very strong-willed, you knowthat.’‘I can’t. It’s just too…God, I don’t even want to thinkabout it.’‘Then Mark’s entire estate goes to the DonkeySanctuary.’‘Now that is obscene.’‘You have until tomorrow midday to make yourdecision. Go home, sleep on it.’Of course, she couldn’t sleep a wink, cursing Mark fortreating her like this. He knew her views on anything sheregarded as remotely kinky. She had made that very clear.The next day, she.