Book3:WereMyDreamIs
“Hey,waitforus.Don’tclosethedoor.Wewanttoeinaswell.”Thethreeofthemlookedbadsauests,SamanthaandMegginn.Inthislovelyspriher,Samanthawasnotoomisstheopportunityofshowingoffhercurvaceousfigure.Shewaswearingwhiteshortsandauniquelycutet-shirt.AngelicaquicklyintroducedthemtoCharinaandthefiveofthemwalkedtogetherintoAisha’slivingroom.LittleMaureenfollowedtheirhostessintothehousewithadignifiedair,hermeekandjoiheciransociety,sittingsilentlydownonthecarpetatthefeetofitsmistresswheneveryoleddown.ItlookedupatAisha,uandinginitsintelligentmindthatthiselegantandregal-lookingdywouldhaveagreatimpathefutureofitsmistress.Charinahadtraiwell,soitrestraisnormallyoutgoingandbubblynatureandsattheredocilely,afraid