‘Will you wash or will you leave?’ asked the librarian. ‘I’ll wash,’ said Zoa, gritting her teeth. She’d do as told even if the old perver... should insist on soaping her breasts. She needed his assistance. ‘Go then,’ said the librarian and turned to walk in the opposite direction. Confused, Zoa gazed after him till he entered a squarish building identical to the one he had indicated to her. If his intention hadn’t been to see her naked, she just didn’t get it. Zoa shook her head and walked to. My nipples were hard and poking at the material. It was sheer enough that it left nothing to the imagination. My tits were clearly visible through the fabric.Next I slid on a short black skirt and a pair of five inch heels. I loved the way they made my ass and legs look.“This should get his attention," I thought as I looked at myself in the mirror.Just one more thing, I reached up under my skirt and pulled my panties down and threw them on the bed. No need for those today. I wanted this to be a. Their demanding husbands in theirhandsome tuxedos, crisp white shirts and black patent pumps stoodslightly outside the box, awaiting the dimming of the house lights.Sammie leaned forward and whispered to Jaycen, "Did Basilia have herwicked way with you as soon as she laced you into your corset?" Of course she did," Jaycen giggled. "Didn't Camilla insist on beddingyou as soon as she had tightened you up?"Sammie laughed. "Husbands! They are so obvious. Wear some sexy lingerie,a corset, stockings,. Beneath the top I could see a myriad of colors - greens and browns and reds and yellows and oranges. Lifting off the top, the air around me was immediately filled with the scent of Italian food - garlic, fresh pasta, rich cheese. It smelled wonderful."What's this?" I asked, glancing down at the pile of noodles and beef that fit snugly inside the dish."When I was a little girl," Monica said. "My mother taught me that the best way to repay someone, especially a man, is to prepare them a rich and.