We shopped and fucked in many dressing rooms that day and no one had a clue. That night we found out about a festival. At the festival a young man a...ked me to dance. We danced through several songs and by the end of the evening we were making out on the dance floor. We left the dance floor and walked to a secluded area. He tried to grab me but I deflected his advance as we made out. I was so glad to have my cock secured tightly in place so it would not be noticeable. I remember keeping space. She undoes my shirt button after button till she opens it and runs her fingers through my chest hair. Pushing it back till it falls to the floor. I slide my hands back and cup her ass lifting her up and carrying her to the bed. Laying her back I slide her shoes off dropping them to the floor. Kissing my way up her leg, hooking my thumbs into her skirt and panties pulling them both to her feet, raising her legs up peeking at that sweet fuck box lifting them the rest the way off. Kissing her feet. Julie turned back to Laura."Marion is a hairdresser, she's very good but more than that, she's done a lot of makeup work for movies, so I used her to transform me into Angela, and the plan was to meet after the case to change me back." Only I messed it up. Sorry. I got carried away." Laura blinked and for a moment looked forlorn, sitting on the floor against the side of Anthony's chair and holding her head in her hands. "You were going to come home to Anthony and own up to the biggest secret. The normal Estancia wintertime repair work continued on, although at a reduced pace, while ten teams were assigned to Tom and Giuseppe to quarry a hole at the southern end of the Robledo Mountains. That hole, measuring 200 yards by 200 yards by 25 feet, was for the first of 4 cisterns to be built to hold the water gained from the deep drilling John Gillespie would start in February. When done, whether John struck primary water at the deeper levels or ground table water at more a reasonable.