She rushed to the bedside table, flung open the top drawer and frantically rifled through her underwear until she found what she was looking for. Her ...ong, elegantly manicured, red nailpolished fingernails scratched at the base of the drawer and then closed around a slim plastic vibrator.Michele was trembling and sweating; she hadn't felt this sexually aroused in years. She didn't even bother to sit on the bed; she hiked up her skirt and pulled her pantyhose down her thighs and stuffed the. The lawyer thought it was a peculiar request but he didn’t pry and had the cash waiting for him when he came to pick it up. Then Travis drove to the small town up the creek where he had a post office box and picked up his monthly disability check. He cashed it at the bank and drove to his cabin. He opened a floor board under the rug in the bedroom and stashed the money in the steel box hidden there.For many months, all Travis did was go fishing in the mornings and work around the cabin the rest. Calm, quiet, unmoving. No movement at all. If I dared adjust my composure, I would surely lose my dignity and run far away to hide.”Oh, no… I didn’t…” she stuttered.She began to wrap the towel around herself. She tried to keep it around her chest, but it was too small to wrap around her upper body. It was no use at this point to pretend she needed to cover what I had already seen. So she lowered the towel and did her best to fasten it around her waist. Of course the towel was still too small. When we were done eating my wife got in the van and as soon as she did she said I have to take off my panty hose there killing me, so she stood up kind of bent over and tried to get them off but was having a hard time so Dave said he would help her so he reached up under her dress and pulled her hose off a long with her underwear, my wife said hey you took off my underwear too, Dave told her I know how can I give you a great leg rub with them on? The good thing was this van had very dark.