She looked amazing. She sat at her make-up table and showed me all that she was planning to wear. Dark eye shadow, thick, black eyeliner, black mascar... on both top and bottom lashes. Dusky red blush and bright, almost orange, red lipstick. She put her shoes on, waved goodbye, reminded me to do what I had to do in the spare room and left. I was as hard as a rock. On the bed in the spare room there was a single sheet of paper: Strip, leave the door open, kneel in the doorway. When we arrive home,. The idea of joining another man in double fucking Carol and Patty was a turn on. And I obviously didn't want to stop fucking Patty. All of that said to me, say yes, welcome Charley, or anyone else Carol wants to fuck, into the nest... now or in the future... just as she had done with Patty.The other side was I was scared that I would lose Carol. I was so fucking silly in love with her I honestly did not know how I could go on without her at that point. What if she fell in love with Charley, or. The last pair of panties was a French cut boy leg style. Everything about this last pair of panties screamed sensual elegance. Greg kissed Laura lightly again and said thank you. Laura decided to continue the kiss using lips and tongue. She said a final Happy Birthday Greg almost formally as she wiped lipstick from his mouth. “Dan picked out the last pair, he thought they were incredibly sexy and decided if I was going to give you my panties for your birthday they should be good ones.” “You. Zander would never go on the table; he was destined to carry on their father’s legacy.Liz thought back on Abby as she ate. She was a sweet girl who had no idea what she was getting into when she got into her father’s truck. Most of the girls her father went after took careful planning. Abby was a spur of the moment acquisition. Normally Trish would go with their father into town, but it had been Liz’s turn while her big sister babysat when they saw the cute little blond on the side of the road..