This is a story of one such adventure in some really sexy clothes. My wife has a really sexy body and even though she says she doesn’t, she loves to...show it off. She chats with guys on these networking sites and sometimes they get very graphic. I made a condition with her that if she was going to flirt with hot guys she had to flirt with at least one much older guy, one fat guy and one friend. On one such chat she met this guy who happened to be in the same city as us. He asked her how come. That became my life over the next six days. Anne woke me and my highbeams in the morning, though I convinced them to let me bathe myself. Ididn't really see the point, Princesses didn't get dirty and the wishmade it so. She helped dress me, and did my hair and makeup, alsounnecessary, though my lungs were glad to be spared. Then it was abreakfast of tea, toast and fruit followed by hours of learning to sit,stand, sip and generally act like a lady. After three days of this Istarted developing an. If you havent read my other stories I will describe myself as a 56 brown haired blue eyed mother of three with 36C tits. I am a little on the heavy side at 165 lbs. As we were drinking we said some things to each other that were maybe a little personal. I told him about my affair last spring. He told me about the marital troubles he was having. We even told each other what we liked sexually. It was all in good fun as we kept drinking. When we decided we were drunk enough we decided to share a. You’re Union! I rip you to pieces.”He raised his massive arms and I fired.I hissed, “Yes I am Union and proudly so” and watched as he fell back with a burning hole where his nose used to be.He didn’t wear much in ways of clothing but I took his wide utility belt, slung it across my shoulder and used its pockets to arrange and carry my small arsenal and to holster the Flamer.He carried a handful of dark gray coin like discs, more of the same rad shielded polonium based currency I had found on.