He was due to say over with us on Friday night, and to spend most of Saturday at our house, as John and Carol were away at a conference. On Saturday m...rning, we all rose for breakfast at around 9.00 a.m. I had intentionally left the heating off, so that the house was quite chilly. As I had expected, Terry came down for breakfast wearing a long over-sized T-shirt and his little white cotton underpants. Sandra and myself were quite snug in our towelling dressing gowns, but I could see that Terry. Clothes of all description littered the floor and even some sexy toys. The light hit Edward hard, as he began to stir from his slumber. Bryony was still naked and asleep, just resting on his chest and breathing softly. The fire was now just embers that glowed faintly in the early morning light. Birds could be heard outside with their morning calls. As the room got brighter, Bryony began to move. Her head lifted and looked longingly into Edward’s eyes. “Good morning beautiful,” he said in a soft. Briskly walking through the lobby, she heard a ‘Good afternoon’ behind her. Not wanting to be impolite, Mia turned quickly and smiled as she half yelled it back. ******************** She jogged the few paces to where Reece was parked, before opening the car door and falling into the passenger seat. ‘That was 10, not 5’ he said, looking at the girl who just entered his car. Mia shrugged and pulled out her phone to silence a call. He looked at her. Her dark hair in waves around her shoulders.. Can you imagine even trying to compete with me? Just try putting on a skin-tight rubber costume like this one and think how pathetic you'd look next to me. Are your boobs padded? I bet they are!” the supervillainess asked twisting her own nips with a wicked grin. “I'm not even wearing a bra under this." That was obvious enough to Batgirl. Catwoman's proud nipples straining through the material, but the seductively evil woman wasn't done. "And you always wear such boring, flat shoes... could you.