Woah. Look at you! You look incredible, Amy!Amy was wearing a black color mini party dress which was barely covering her ass. It was deep neck and bac...less and open till her spinal cord. She was wearing matching high heel shoes. Her boobs and her ass are poking out, and we could see all her body curves as the dress was pretty tight.Elena: I’m sure you’ll turn plenty of guys heads tonight in that dress. (I really hope Aafi likes what I’m wearing. Just in case it’s not enough, I’ll make sure not. “I’m not your aunt!” Aunt Iris snaps, causing Simone to look away. "And don’t you look at my boy like that, you Harlot. He's not for you," she adds, her piercing grey eyes blazing with intensity. Simone furrows her brow as she looks between Will and Aunt Iris. “But he’s not your –““Will is family!” Aunt Iris declares. “And it's my duty to my beloved Bernard and Doris to see that he's wed to my Kiera so they can give me beautiful grandbabies.”“Oh, Christ! Not so tight!” Ashley gasps. “I can’t. “So, u\you’re such a piece of shit that you are willing to hit a woman,” she said mockingly. “You are no better than an animal, yourself.”I smiled, “First of all, you are not a woman, but a treacherous Voguel bitch. Second, be lucky I showed any semblance of control, as I could have snapped your thin little neck if I wanted to. However, you present a fountain of knowledge that needs to be tapped and that is what is keeping you alive.”I saw her visibly pale a bit, though she did not let any fear. ’ ‘You have friends Kim. I like you. Your mum loves you. You have a great sense of humour. You’re kind.’ She laughs at me, it’s a sudden and sharp burst of ridicule. She stops it as quickly as she started and again she looks down. She knows that hurt me. She’s probably feeling worse now. I know that I’m speaking shit, it’s not working. How can I show her I care? It’s like I’m trying to play the piano with a club. Fuck! ‘Do you like footrubs?’ I say. ‘What?’ ‘C’mon, sit back and give me your.