"Well that makes sense now. Nice to meet you John, oh I mean Joannie."I still stood there awestruck. The circle of people who knew who I was and now w...o I am was growing much more quickly than I could have ever imagined. "What can I help you with today, Joannie?" Jenny inquired."I need a cheerleader's outfit," I said in an almost inaudible voice."You want to be a cheerleader?" Angie piped in. "I think that's great. I was captain of my squad in high school and am on the team now in college. I. That's who the murderer is, the bastard who deprived me of you to begin with!"Janice smiled a wry smile. "Here's something else I've been meaning to tell you. Remember, 25 years ago when I got into the accident? Well, I was running away from home. I had had enough of you, the way you controlled my life and Dad's, and I was getting out. So no matter what, you were going to lose me."Janice got out of bed. "I'd rather be dead than to have to live my life with you."Janice tried to take off the. "What's gotten into you?"Alexa groaned and bit her lip, it was a hot sight and I shivered while trying not to get a hard on, "Max! I'm so flat and boring! I need to be filled! I need to feel something!" The brunette began grinding against my crotch, grinning when she began to feel my erection through my shorts. Fuck this wasn't like her at all! I joked about hooking up one time when we were drinking and she nearly hit me. Now she was throwing herself at me saying some weird and hot things. I. ”She giggled, fortunately imagining I was joking rather than confused. In my view, my fashion lodestar, Audrey, always elegant, would accessorise her little black dress with a clutch bag.Not Annie, who had reason to trade off handbag elegance for size. She was a girl scout, always prepared. Which meant the minx extracted a large strappy from her handbag."How did you manage that past TSA?" I asked.“What’s that?” she replied. That was our first language difference. Even though we both allegedly.