Herrelationship with her husband, Jeffrey, proved her to be a gold digger,siphoning money from his bank to fuel her and her friends' costlylifestyles....Some would say it would be a dream come true to have an auntwho was friends with five lovely models. Mark, a constant witness totheir personalities, would disagree. His uncle's mansion used to be hisfavorite place to visit. The large, open rooms were often the setting toa plethora of imagined scenario's Mark would play in his head. Sure, theyoung. I almost couldn't contain myself when she said that. She smiled as she slid her legs over the edge of the bed. In addition to pushing her desire to show off, I also wanted her to want to exhibit herself for my approval. It had taken a lot of influence by me to overcome her natural shyness.She slid her hips forward on the bed in front of me and slowly reached under her skirt. She lifted her hips slightly and started to slide her panties off of her legs. I watched her pull them slowly down her. I had my lips plumped up with an injectable cosmeticfiller and had decided to have whatever cosmetic surgery I might need!Breast implants were planned for later in the year, a big andobvious step, still a girl needs her figure.The make-up artists were all drag queens themselves and theyshrieked with delight when I told them what I wanted to undertake.The 'girls' sat me down and began to pluck my eyebrows into a finearch, each twinge of pain a wonderful thrill. "It really opens youreyes up,". They rocked back and forth in the crowded room with their bodies pressed against each other. The mixture of the alcohol and the warm body pressed against him was making Eric horny and he started thinking about sneaking downstairs to jerk off to some internet porn after midnight. Diane’s hands slid down from his shoulders to the small of his back and she gave him a little squeeze. Eric didn’t realize it but his hands had slipped further down his mother’s hips and were now resting on the upper.