I reminded myself to be more feminine in my gestures, speech and actions with each step. I knew that I would likely overdo it but I needed to feel a... feminine as possible for my own enjoyment of this moment and day. My heart raced as it always did when I heard her footsteps down on the stairs. I knew that she expected to find Sabrina here that morning yet fears still washed over me uncontrollably. As much as I love Sabrina, her having been here in the house at the same time as the wife. I just hoped things would work out so no one gothurt?especially me.-We Threw Gasoline On The Fire and Now We Have Stumps for Arms and NoEyebrows-Mr. Myers pulled up to our house an hour earlier than he should, onThanksgiving Day. Peeping out the the same window I looked through thenight I kissed Austin, and then ran inside, I followed his progressup the walk. Today, Mr. Myers wore a pair of gray slacks, a charcoalcolored vest and a red tie; all of it buried under a heavy, brown . Donna was considerably taller than Victoria in her heels. As they turned a corner to head out of sight, it appeared that Victoria reached down and fondled Donna's ass. Now I KNEW that had to be my imagination."So, Handsome Hubby, I have a question for you," said Meghan.Flattered at that description, and feeling very sure of myself, I replied, "I'll tell you anything you want to know, Magnificent Meghan." What color bra and panties are you wearing?" she asked with a warm smile on her face.I. ’ ‘No way!’ ‘I happened to see your name on today’s parking reservation list. I scanned the security cameras after your arrival time until I spotted you. I’ve been watching you since then, voyeur that I am’ Sasha’s beautiful face had typical Eastern European features: high cheekbones, chiseled jaw line, pale skin. His eyes were hard to define – sometimes gray, sometimes blue, with abundant dark lashes. He kept his thick, black hair short in the back, but had an unruly lock that he often pushed.