Instead of the sweats or jeans she usually wore that morning she left the house in a short skirt, low cut blouse and with no bra. She wore a sweatshir... over the blouse and wore tennis shoes, but carried a pair of "fuck me" pumps in a bag. She drove the kids to their dance lessons and dropped them off. Mellisa's mother would pick them up when she picked up Mellisa and drop them off for their swimming lessons. She would finish her shopping and then pick up her two and Mellisa and drop Mellisa off. Plugged in mouth andbottom, Jeff slept like a baby.After softly closing the door halfway, Alison came out to the livingroom where Kurt was chatting to old Mrs. Hooper. The fact was that eventhough Jeff's intelligence, never high to begin with, had plummeted tosomething below bubble-gum bimbo level, he was still an adult anddidn't need someone to watch over him. But Mrs. Hooper had taken a realinterest in Jeff's sissification and offered to sit in just in case thelittle darling woke up. "Should I take them off?" I asked Shaun, loving the way his gaze slid over me; possessive and hot.Shaun shook his head. He wrapped his broad hands around my narrow waist and lifted me effortlessly to be seated on the bar. The smooth, dark wood was cool against my almost bare ass."Another terrible urge of yours?" I teased. "I think the Health Inspector might have something to say about a naked woman sitting on your bar."Shaun ran his hands over my breasts, teasing the edge where bra met flesh.. Kat hugged Bitsy and said "come over tomorrow, we'll have a nice cozy girl talk." Bitsy smiled and nodded. Bitsy hadn't realized she had fallen asleep until she woke up when Brand tucked the covers around her. She smiled and snuggled against his chest and went back to sleep. It was a long time before Brand slept.Bitsy slept in late, she had mumbled something at Brand as he got up, she didnt even remember what. She went down to the kitchen, waving at Martha, she helped herself to a hot bowl of.