"chicken", she whispered."yup, Brad is bigger than me", I said quietly."not where it counts", she whispered as she looked towards my crotch then back ...o my eyes as she bit her lower lip.My cock stirred and began to harden."you sure are naughty aren't you", I said."you made me this way", she said.I just shook my head and was about to smile when I heard the door open and Brad walked in with someone behind him. I turned to look when Brad spoke,"Guess who's here", she said.My face went flush as I. The air was cool, dry and permeated with the sweet perfume of cedar and flowers mixed with the musty odor of basement bricks.A short distance beyond the iron doors the floor ran level and branched into a maze of passages. Along each wall was a series of doors. Affixed to the wall beside each door was a bronze plaque bearing a name and date. Kathleen confirmed Jennifer's guess that each door was the entrance to a private mausoleum. The plaques bore the name of the occupant and their date of. . I liked being a good girl.”“No you liked being untouchable. Now you’re just like every other woman your age.”Dawn wiped the tears from her eyes. Maybe John was right. Maybe she had been prideful.“Well, it looks like I’ve lost my date.” John ventured. “Would you care to join me for a day at the mall?”Dawn looked up to find John was offering her his hand. “I’ve always found a little self indulgence does wonders for the soul.” he continued.Dawn wasn’t certain why, but she reached out and took. But it wasn’t just his body that Lola looked at appreciatively; it was his strong jaw and dark sapphire eyes, his thick jet black hair, deep blood red lips and his utterly flawless smooth creamy pale skin. Lola couldn’t think of a better suited word to describe him other than beautiful. He was perfection to her. Lola would watch James night after night, coming home in the early hours of the morning with a constant stream of beautiful girls, always blonde, always tanned and always bubbly and.