I knew some of it but not the skirt she’d picked out. From past experience, I knew she’d be ravishing! When Michelle finally opened the bedroom do...r at nine, I was once again all eyes! She’d promised what she was going to wear but I’d actually forgotten just how sexy it was going to be. Her blouse was totally transparent. I don’t mean a little, I mean TOTAL! Her bare nipples were held up and out by the shelf bra she’d bought a few weeks ago. Her new skirt was a black, tight pencil skirt coming. I popped into a chat room and started talking with others when I got a private message. "So you want to be a whore for a night, do you?" Thinking this would be another night of hot cyber sex, imagination and jerking off, I said "Yes." "How serious are you about doing it?" "Serious enough that I'd be willing to do it under the right circumstances." The person asked for my e-mail. I gave them my "slut" e-mail so as not to give away anything. Minutes later, I received this e-mail: "If you are. "That or just a sandwich would be alright," I whispered back as I gazed appreciatively at the rounded outline of her full hips, the thin material of her gown molded between the deep crevice of her ass cheeks. I was no longer concerned about my own near nakedness since it was obvious that Lula was certainly not embarrassed to be nearly naked in front of me. As my eyes devoured her voluptuous body, I noticed that her nightgown had fallen open at the neckline. At once I realized what an. " She stood and pulled me up. We all went outside and looked south. To get a really good sight distance, we had to walk out a ways from the house. When we did, we could see the clouds gathering in the far distance.Eve asked, "Bill, the hurricane's still far away isn't it?" Yes, but a powerful hurricane will push bands of rain hundreds of miles from its center. That is what we are seeing. If we go inside, we will find that rain is in the forecast. It won't lighten up unless Horace veers away.