They were indeed beautiful sheer nylon clad legs.But the big surprise was the blouse. Definitely not Laura Ashley: more Dior black hiding – not very...successfully – a staggering 40 D pair of delicious tits, in a low cut black bra- they were almost falling out. Yes, this was a fantasy customer all right. ‘Cathy, that outfit is really stunning. You have excellent style’ ‘This is one of my favourites. It makes me feel good and at my age, anything that does that, has to be good. Besides my belief is. I knew that I would in his shoes. The prospect of making a man keep both his ex-wife and his girlfriend was too delicious to ignore.“You really should recruit Wallace, you know,” Gavin told Curtis in front of us while we switched again and fucked some more, “and you should claim Candice and Mildred, Dan. Mother and daughter should be together, just as the elder sisters are.”“Natalie should go to Sarah, in my view, and Ryan Kent, who is Candice now that I place the name with the face ... should. They were asking if 'I' was in need of assistance. "No, everything is fine. Thank You." I pressed the button to disconnect.I twisted the spray nozzle to the 'stream' position and moved around the bed, bottle raised. "Ww what is th that?" Before I could answer, Abbey jumped onto the bed in an attempt to make a break for the door. But without her arms for balance, she fell to the floor on the other side. That must have hurt. I doubled back as she rolled over and sprayed three times, aiming at her. I kept having this vision of her, smiling at me in the crowd. I saw no one. No one but her. She was in the front row, smiling brightly. I snapped out of my vision... Looking to the space where she stood...I stop playing. Drop my guitar... "Salem..?" she was there. In the crowd. She jumped up onto the stage and I swept her into my arms and hugged her tightly. Kenny stopped. They all stopped. "HOLY SHIT! FUCK ME! Its Salem??" he was just as mindfucked as I was. I heard several people saying.