Thick, full shoulders, wide slabs of muscle on his chest, his stomach flat even sitting. I licked my lips, which seemed obscene in reflection, but I w...s afraid I might be drooling.I pushed him back to lie on the bed and as I kissed down his stomach, my fingers working his belt and slacks. My hand slid over the front of his slacks and I felt him underneath. My thought was, ‘he’s already hard’. I worked the clasp, then the zipper, feeling him tense slightly but ignoring it. My kissing stopped at. " But by thelook on her face, he knew that she wasn't. "Nope" she said smoothly, still smiling. "You were complainingthat Brenda.....your Mom nags too much and never does anything fun.Well, this will give you a chance to see her from a differentperspective. See how she is when you're not around." Emily rolled themedallion around in her hand, glancing at it then back at Corey."Me..... I just want to play a prank on Brenda, and this is the best."She chuckled mischievously, "Besides, it. What the hell was he doing?I probed into the radio. One of the wires was frayed and shorting, dumping its heat into the plastic insulation of the wire above it. I realized it would take some time, maybe as much as a half hour, but when the main power wire above lost its insulation, the clock radio would have a major arcing short. And it was sitting on newspapers sprinkled with nail polish removal. Hell! Why did this man want to burn our condo?!I took a closer scan at the magazines and videos,. Indian dresses especially traditional ones can be very pretty. Sheena had laid out for me what is called a lehenga. It was a bright red dresses. It had a small revealing top and long flowing skirt beautifully embroidered. The stomach was however not covered. Also on top of the head a cloth was worn with a pin, which looks very feminine. I wore that dress with some enthusiasm as I was looking forward to some crossdressing after I had worn black bra panties underneath.When Sheena saw me she was.