I was so lost in the pleasure and thought of my sister wearing nothing but that g-string, that I barely noticed a car door and Lily’s voice saying g...od-bye to her friends. “Fuck.” I thought, and I quickly threw the g-string back into the drawer and closed it. I high-tailed it back to my room and closed the door. I grabbed my laptop and pretended to be working on homework. Then I remembered… I left the white cotton hip-huggers on her bed. “Shit,” I thought. Just as I was afraid of, I heard a. Or the dress. No bodies or human remains of any sort were ever recovered from the ruins of the house. By the time the fire had burned itself out, there was nothing left but a thin layer of fine, gray ash, confined mostly within the four rows of bricks which held the house slightly off the wet ground.Not finding the bodies was probably best. That prevented an argument as to where to bury the couple. Her family was part of the elite of Natchez. His pedigree was from the other side of the river. Once they saw I was more or less unhurt, they began to titter.The guy I had hit skied up less than a minute later.“I’m glad I didn’t knock you down,” I said before he could say anything. “I’m sorry I hit you, it was all my fault, I was out of control.”“Well, you certainly made it more difficult,” he said. “And you screwed up my rhythm and my run.”A few minutes later, Brigette skied up and came to a nice, professional stop.“You scared the hell out of me, Johanna,” she said. “When I saw you fall,. She hoped it didn’t look too casual for high tea at the Palm Court, but when she added the strand of pearls to complete her look, it immediately transformed her attire from casual to classic. Tasha smiled thinking Sharon had really outdone herself with this gift, she could only imagine how she would have to repay such a gift.*** When Tasha walked into the elegant restaurant, Sharon greeted her with a warm smile. She was dressed in conservative business attire; a slim grey pencil skirt paired.