My eyes squinting as I peered out into the darkness there was a strip of light near a bright window. I stood up and looked harder not sure of what was...out there. Hey what a surprise: a sexy girl in high heels! But what’s going on here? Is she sneakily climbing in the window to visit her lover? Or is she escaping the wrath of a lover’s wife? Is she being pursued, running for her life? Is she a femme fatale gate crashing the Russian ambassador’s reception? Or has she just got a thing about. She'd been distant up to now, but I'd understood. Given how young Kyliewas I figured Carol had to still be mourning the loss of her husband. Afew hours ago she'd surprised me by calling out of the blue andinviting me over tonight for drinks. Bethany's doubts to the contrarythat could mean only one thing.Carol met me at her front door, opening it just as I was about to pressthe doorbell."I've only just got Kylie to sleep," she said by way of explanation asshe ushered me in, "so when I saw you. “So you want to sit on the deck, with me, watching something that gets you worked up?” “Yeah. That was my plan,” Alexandra said. “But only if you are interested,” she quickly added. “I don’t know,” Catherine teased. “I’ll have to think about it.” “Well, we’ll discuss it after dinner, no point in getting ahead of ourselves,” Alexandra said, almost regretting that she brought it up in the first place. Now she was worried she brought it up too fast. “No, lets discuss it now, dinner can wait,”. .then I think the alcohol kicked in she laidback in the car and she was still trying to talk and she started talking about some guy that was a ass then I think release who she was talking to and then she stop..so we almost home I look over at her and she was out cool I’m looking at her about to go crazy..here come the f**king “DEMONS”..And I hit a bump and every thing on her started shacking and her legs opened up no bra and a thong so we get home I parked..I go around to get her up and she.