Even then the string was visible beneath the material, circumnavigating her waist and disappearing between her bottom cheeks which were barely covered...by the hem. Sat down she would have difficulty not revealing her crotch. Again I asked her if she were sure she wanted to wear it. Her response was to ask if it would better without the g-string. When I said that no way should she go out without underwear she reminded me that I had done so as recently as the day before! In the end we agreed that. My wife and friend undressed her and put her to bed. By the time they came down to have a nightcap with me she was fast asleep. We laughed about her condition, but my friend added that he was disappointed she was so drunk as he had hoped to shag her before going to sleep, her having been on her period until that day. I don’t know why I said it, but I just blurted out that if he was that randy my wife would surely help him out.Both of them looked at me but said nothing. Now under pressure I. Valen gave the armed group an approving nod, but looked worried.“Can you stop them?” Ellerie asked him.“They’ve got rams,” he replied, looking through his spyglass again. “They’ll try to board. Their ships would normally be no match for Peregrine, but we’re dead in the water, and they’ve got a lot more men. They took their sails down, so it’ll be harder to light their boats on fire.”Corec looked up at the sails hanging limply above his head. “What about ours?”“No time to furl them, and if the. I reached over to undo Darcy’s belt to her robe, but she stopped me. She reached inside her robe and pulled out a small book. She then handed it to me.“Marcy, this is my diary, it will tell you how I became a slut. Please read it, I want you to know what kind of a person I am, I’m not a normal girl, I’m far from being an angel.”She then got up and pulled down my bedsheets, I’m wearing a long t-shirt and panties.“Marcy, I don’t want you to wear pajamas to bed anymore.“What should I wear.