The lift is vented. We haven't got a problem with the air."Marjorie still seemed dubious. I let go of her hand, reached across, picked her up and dump...d her on my lap. I pulled her head against my shoulder."Harry!" Marjorie squeaked. "What are you doing?" Giving a woman I love a hug. I think you need one."Marjorie settled against my shoulder."You could be right. What would Alan say?" Possibly 'Relax and enjoy it'. I'm no threat to you or to him."The hug seemed to reassure Marjorie. She. I said sure, and told her I would pick her up the next afternoon. The next day the only thing I could think about was what was to happen that evening at Pams house. The three of us playing strip poker and that would not be all, I knew. But what else? That afternoon I shaved my leys and underarms, trimmed my pussy and took a long, hot shower. I wanted to look, smell and taste fresh and clean for Pam and Sally. As agreed, I picked up Sally at work, and we arrived at Pams soon after. Since none. He was willing to turn a blind eye to his attitude, but if his effort will be carelessly disregarded, than he will draw a clear line to stress his position in the chain. “First, if there is something I want to say, then either listen or don’t, but forget from telling me to stay quiet. Second, my agreement with senior Gid was to join as an outside contractor. Even if you count me as the seventy fifth member of Sinister Chain, keep in mind that I’m not doing a voluntary service”. His tone was. I went into the front of the mirror and turned, checking out every angle. This was going to do very well, and I looked forward to the smile on my husband’s face when he saw me.I went to gather my purse, when Emily came downstairs. After complimenting me on my dress, she asked if I could swing by and see if Carl would give back the bracelet. It was just a couple of blocks down, and on my way, so I shrugged. “Sure. Why not? Will he be expecting me?” I asked.Emily shrugged. “I dunno. I.