The night was quiet, dark and still, except for her soft and teasing laughter.“Lift that tight skirt, babe… and show me your wet pussy”She sudde...ly swung her marvelous legs together.I did just as she said. I could not do anything else. I lifted my hem and pulled my thong down my knees, showing her my wet pussy lips, glistening in the shadows. She smiled again."Take off that dirty thong and give it to me, babe…” She hissed.I looked mesmerized by this sensual woman, as I slipped my thong down to. " Greg stood up walking to the door, "I'll show you where you're billeted and I'll be off to bed." Danny downed his whiskey, picking up his duffle bag and following Greg upstairs. Greg opened the door to a room and Danny saw a big king size bed and a small single bed. "I'm sorry but you're having to share my room, it's taking longer to get the other room ready than I thought." Greg rubbed his right shoulder as Danny nodded in understanding. Greg paid Danny no more attention as he stripped. We dragged it all to the car, then Rose asked when, or if,I had my hair done last!"Me? In a beauty shop? Not ever! I just let it grow!" Well, don't you think it's about time?" But I have to go to school! I can't go with a girls haircut!" Oh, I'm sure that they can accommodate both; why don't we stop and seewhat they can do for you?" Dad will freak out Rose!" Maybe, but then, didn't you tell me he demanded you dress this way? Thenwhy not let him know that you're going to take him up on it?"Since. Brian brought home boxes from work every night, and Lisa would pack them up the following day, throwing anything away that might remind her of her ordeal.At this point, she was still unable to tell her husband of the things that she had done, or that had been done to her, that weekend. On the third week after they had decided to move to Arizona, to be closer to Lisa's parents, Brian contacted the local real-estate office. Unaware that Mr. Jenkins had been a part of Lisa's ordeal. Lisa hadn't.