Seems like his wife was wanting to make him pay through the nose for him not becoming what she thought she could make him into when she married him. K...thy had some very astute things to say about how it wasn't really his fault, but since his wife was into living well, she was attempting to take him to the cleaners for as much as she could get. But as it turned out, she was the one that had been having affairs, which she wasn't aware that Mike and his attorney knew about, so she was going to. We'll see how it fits." Pamela picked up the dress and started looking for a door to go change."No, Pammy, change right here, I want to watch and you might need some help from Des." By now Pamela knew she had no choice, turning away from the two of us she started getting undressed. When she was down to bra and panties. A soft gray that really stood out with her black nylons, by the way. She picked up the outfit.Des jumped right in, "No Pammy. No underwear under this outfit, you'll see." She. I’d wanted to do it—and to do it with Jack—ever since I first watched him and my dad doing it. And Jack and I did do stuff now. We jacked and blew each other—we just hadn’t gone all the way yet. He hadn’t stuck it in me and come in me. He hadn’t made me his own yet, like he’d done with Dad.The Candy Shop was out on Route 14 beyond the edge of Mt. Carmel, and just inside the next county—a much poorer county than ours that needed the revenue and was willing to turn a blind eye. The building it. “Car, please wait,” I said. “Final destination will be 257 Grove.”“Waiting.”I hopped out and stepped into the floral shop, returning with a long white box. The car sensed my handheld approaching and the door slid open. I sat in the seat.“Car, go,” I said and the vehicle headed for Grove. It pulled up to the duplex and stopped at the curb.“Your destination 257 Grove Street,” said the synthesized voice. “Thank you for using Journeys LTD.”I carried my case and the box to the front door and.