Her mother arrived a few minutes later and together they went shopping for summer clothes.
Until Peter had come along Jane had never paid much attention to clothing, letting her mother make most of the decisions. But now each item she held up before her in the department store’s three-way mirrors was seen at least partially through Peter’s eyes. Chrissy had been sure she knew what was going on:
Jane was cheating on her boyfriend with Peter.
It was none of her business, of course, and she should have just let it go. How she wished now that she had! But when she’d noticed Jane sneaking off, followed closely by Peter, her imagination had flared up again: maybe Peter spanked her too! Maybe that’s what they were going off to do right now! Indian hot sex Or was she bent over, waiting for a spanking? She’d had to see! The directions were good and soon she found herself, perspiring somewhat heavily after a fast walk on a hot day, outside the place she’d been looking for: Ruffles. She had turned her head and again peeked at her reflection. She’d stared at the image: the long, dark hair falling around her seemingly blindfolded face; the profile of her breasts, shaped strangely by hanging upside down and nearly spilling
