I was like your really tipsy babe but she quickly said, I’ve got my reasons. She was already upstairs in the bedroom when he got to our house. I kne... what was going to happen but didn’t reveal it to either of them. My thoughts were confirmed when we went upstairs and she was just completely sloshed from vodka, laying down face down on the bed buck naked. I’m not sure he knew but I knew her desires because KY lubricant was on the night stand. She never brought that out. not even with him cause. .The elevator doors opened and I almost fainted, seeing a figure in it,before realizing that it was my own reflection in the mirror. Seeingmyself up close, I moaned into my gag, barely believing that this kinky,horny, pathetic sissy is actually me! The sissy slut in the mirrorlooked... Hot! My clit twitched in its cage, as I walked into theelevator, admiring my long, slender, shiny legs, and pressed the button,unable to look away from the sexy pink-and-white fuckdoll in the mirror. Ilooked. " New, as in?" Dave said."New interior, repair any dents, new paint job, new sporty rims, new tires, new engine — not a rebuilt one — front end, transmission, new windshield, if its four-wheel drive, do that too, a really nice stereo system ... everything. Make it like new, literally. Oh, and an extra set of snow tires and wheels for winter."Dave shook his head. "I know of a better outfit to do that than the dealer. Dealers usually charge a ridiculous amount of money for parts. And, granted,. .." I said, making us both laugh when I nearly slipped and called her ma'am again.We settled down in the den, I in a leather covered easy chair, with the script for the second production the drama clubs from both Speedwell and Cromwell were doing, her sitting across the room on the leather covered couch, reading a book. We didn't turn on the television until eleven P.M. when Sheila wanted to see the news. We watched Charles Evans Senior and a female anchor deliver the news.He looked reasonably.