It couldn't be... it just couldn't be. And, she still felt so strange, what was wrong with her, even Peter's face seemed to be coming in and out of fo...us.Peter Goodge was elated, he knew that his aunt was stoned out of her gourd, even though she didn't know it, he could tell. He could see that he was really arousing her also, he could tell by the way her hands were fidgeting up and down her sweater. She seemed to have a far-away look on her face too, and her lips were moving almost as if she. She told me to bring her down tonight and she would give her the special treatment. She ask me was there anything I knew that my wife wouldn’t do? I told her to do anything she wanted to her. She told me that when I bring her in to take her to the first room on the right and tie her to the bed. I told her I would and I left to go home and get her. When I got home my wife was dressed up in a sexy outfit and she was ready to go. I told her before we leave that she would have to do what ever I. Trying the doorknob, Clare scolded herself for not trying it before, and set her things down, before looking towards the back of the office. "Hello?" She called out, and started to walk down the hall, when she was surprised by non other than Jesse himself. "Clare! Hey, you're early today." He said cheerfully. "I was just starting up Annie's shoot." Jesse said, which got Clare curious. Popping her head into the room, Clare felt her heart skip a beat when she noticed it was the same brunette from. She turned about in her chair slowly, and sucked in her breath so audibly that all four of her dinner partners looked at her hard, eyebrows raised and a smirk on their tanned faces. The sexy cowboy by the barn looked down at her, an arrogant smirk on his face as well, his eyes appraising her obviously and without shame. She wrinkled her nose a little at the egotism of it. She stood up, slowly, and came to nearly his height, which gave her a sense of satisfaction, she was only a couple of inches.