I can’t help butthink of you. It doesn’t start off sexual either. I think about all thewonderful things about you and how someday, I will ...e next to you, happyand content. As the day goes on, I seem to end up damp, and moist fromall the good feelings I get. I’m like a bomb, just ticking away…getting wetter and wetter by the hour. As that time goes on, I begin toget very hott and horny for the man I love. God, you make me so hornyfor you! Well, last night… I. Underneath he wore a white embroidered satin andlace bustier, white soft cotton diaper, translucent rubber panties withbright pink daisy print and sheer white hose attached to the garters ofan elaborately embroidered and lace frilled garter belt. On his feetwere a pair of three inch stacked heeled white satin pumps that he foundsurprisingly easy to walk in. A small white satin and sequined pill boxhat sat on top of his blond curls with white netting veil covering halfhis face. For the first. His deputies were out in their four-wheel-drive Blazers combing the area for miles around. He’d even called in the state police chopper to do an aerial search, but without any luck so far.I sat with my arm around Cheyenne’s shoulder. She hadn’t even cried yet, her numbness over her mother’s senseless death still suppressing her grief. But I knew it would come, and I intended to be at her side when it all soaked in.Leonard’s grief was so all-consuming that the paramedics had to sedate him and. She placed a finger against his lips, parting them slowly, touching his tongue, lightly grazing the bottom edge of his teeth. With her other hand she tightly gripped one of his buttocks.Paris was almost as giddy as a teenager in the backseat of a car. And once they got into the flow of their kisses, it occurred to him that she kissed in an odd but exciting way. Her mouth was open against his and he took a moment to muse over the full, luscious lips he'd found pillow-soft and agile. He couldn't.