We went up to their living area above the shop and Pauline said she just wanted to make herself pretty. I thought she was pretty enough but after a fe... minutes she came back wearing a white all in one pantie girdle and bra with suspenders hanging down and holding up a pair of dark seemed stockings and a pair of high heeled shoes.She also had much more eye shadow on and her lips were coated in a crimson red lipstick. Although I was already semi hard, just seeing this vision of sexiness. “I do not wish to be boring, Tanya!” I protested.“Do you think I am boring?” she asked with a note of annoyance. “Was what we just did boring?”“No, but you know that I am not traditional, nor do I abide by the rules that others set except when I have no choice. It’s why I would not make a good husband for a Soviet diplomat.”“I suppose that is true. I have much to think about, just as you do. Now, let’s shower so we can be ready for dinner with Mother and Father.”We got out of bed and went to. Well, fun for me anyway.? She chuckled and was genuinely really enjoying herself and his discomfort, ?I don’t think you are going to have much fun. The more I have thought about all this, the more I have found I love to have the power over a guy and really get a kick out of humiliating and degrading them. It turns me on more than anything else I have ever tried.? She took back the pictures and slid a pair of black lace panties over to him ?Go put these on now and come back with your boxers in. The muzzein was a tall, thin man who had stepped out of his tent and gone to the well to wash. When he had finished, he rose to his full height and began the ritual call in a clear voice that carried throughout the village and echoed from the hills. By the time he had finished, people were emerging from the tents and moving toward the square. Some slipped into the latrines, all at least went past the well and its trough to dip their hands and arms into water that they rubbed on their faces and.