"No, just for a few more days." Did you say your name was Kirsten?" Detective West enquired."Yes, Kirsten Bradshaw." I'm sure Helena told you the reas...n why we were here the other day?" Yes, you think you may have found her husband?" Not exactly. But we have strong reason to believe he's still alive." Oh, really?" Kirsten tried to hide her discomfort, but was stillfeeling flustered."Yes, we have managed to track down his movements in Vietnam, and thenover the border into Laos, and onto. ....and then, it wasall he could think about, all day.Overwhelming fantasies making it impossible to concentrate on his job.He was in the lilac lingerie, looking pretty, and then she was......God,she looked so hot in his imagination. Modelling the lingerie, struttingfor him in heels."Want to wear my bra again?" she asked, instinctively unclasping it anddangling it before him. He didn't even see her perky breasts, just thestraps and cups and lace. God, he needed to wear the bra again.He spent. I was really nervous now, as I watched Bob close and lock the door, and then pull the curtains closed. I guess I knew things would come down to this sooner or later, although it was only a little over an hour ago when Bob asked me to dance, which seemed like only five minutes to me and now, look where I was. How times flies when you're having fun. One part of me wanted to be back at the club and the other part of me wanted to be here.Bob came over to me and sat next to me. Not just jumping into. They are huge...but clearly at least a little fake. I don't m ind, they are huge. I reach down and she stops me. I go back to the butt, squeeze, go underneath, and she stops me. I twist her around and make out something fierce. I ruin those tits, and give hickeys to the nipples damn near. Then I go down her tummy. I stop at her button to see if she stops me. Nothing. I unbutton with me teeth, but it seems like movement happen below the zipper.I unzip the zipper, and pull down. Down.