Her navel was outside the pallu and made a sight of its own. Although, the main highlight was below. Her saree was transparent. Not wearing a petticoa... made her smooth legs visible.The frilled skirt only covered things less than imagination. If looked from the back, her ass cheeks were partially seen. The white part of her saree showed almost everything, though the black part was covering it to some extent. But I knew sunlight would do it’s magic on that side tooShe was feeling really shy but. Perhaps you need some sort of pre-screening process that your guests would need to go through, lest you get besieged with masses of people wanting to join up with Swinging Disney World.” People laughed, but the thought was clear.“Good idea. When we get home, we’ll get a think tank of folks started on some of these ideas. You should be adopting them as your own, too.”Val said, “Since we gelled as a group two years ago, we’ve only had Kit join up with us.”Kit laughed, “And Kit has a sister, a. We expected to find at two of the black guys we were somewhat acquainted with. As neither were married, we'd never asked them to play before, but that was about to change. Being regulars (one, Andre, was a bouncer on some nights and hung out there frequently), they were sure to show up. Well, Andre and Chris, another black man we'd seen before, were there. Jen was like a woman possessed. Her eagerness and control of the situation served to make me sit down and shut up. Suddenly it was me who. "I revised the second section we talked about. It reads much better now." You left your panties in the car :)" I love your body. You are so sexy. I can't get enough of you." I'm missing you already. I can't wait until we're together again." I wish there was a way we could spend the weekend together."I navigated to the outbox and read Vanessa's replies."I'll see you later. Try not to get come all over my dress this time - it's a devil to get out." You are too much of a perfectionist." I didn't.