Swallowing a few aspirin, she took a long shower to scour the residual lust from her brain and then got ready for her lunch date with the women of her family. Despite the ridiculous amount of alcohol she drank the night before, she was feeling pretty good, even if she refused to think about a certain man that twisted her up on the inside. He could star in as many of her dreams as he wanted but she was not going to let him conquer her days, at least not often. The occasional day dream of him walking towards her, his naked chest glistening with manly sweat, a smile on his handsome face as he reached out his hand... hmm, that would be all right. She arrived at the country club just a few minutes late since it had taken her a little longer to dress up in the perfect outfit and put on the perfect makeup, designed to deliberately annoy her two oldest sisters. And when she saw them, all three of her sisters wearing a similar sheath dress, her smile widened. Thea was wearing beige, Agatha was in shell pink, and Penelope wore buttery yellow; all of them wore their thick, dark hair in elegant buns.
