. peering through that little vent was outstanding! One afternoon I watched her from down below (thank God, no cigarette in sight this time). Barb was...maybe 5'7", dark blond, shapely, with damn good legs. She was pure Eye Candy, and ... best part? I could NOT be seen from my viewing perch. The vent was maybe a 5" x 10" rectangle, with a heavy mesh guard running across – looking out, I could see everything, but if you were outside looking in, it was all black ... C-O-O-L!It seemed that day that. Would he kiss her? Miriam lowered her lashes, for fear of what her eyes would reveal. She wanted to be kissed, just once, before she was delivered to her elderly fiancé. ‘Look at me,’ he commanded, his fingers tangling in the soft curls at her nape. Her lashes flickered, then lifted. The breath caught in her lungs at the intensity of those intelligent green eyes. Her lips parted on a soundless sigh, and his head dipped. Her lips trembled as his brushed against hers, light as a butterfly’s. Ik zag bij momenten hoe dit soort dingen je wel in vervoering bracht. Hierbij gleed je slipje wel eens van je billen maar nooit tot voorbij je enkels. En nu is het dat wat je eerst uitdoet. Je laat je slipje naast je vallen terwijl je blijft kijken naar die vreemde man. Je hart bonkt in je keel. Mijn hemd knoop ik los en doe m’n riem los en knoop mijn schoenen los. Dat ene knopje van je kleedje maak je vlotjes met twee vingers ook los en wanneer mijn hemd de vloer raakt en ik mijn broek over. That was pretty much the end of my next to last visit to dreamtime and on this occasion there was an added benefit. Instead of waking up as usual and finding Brenda wasn't in my furs, I woke up and found myself in my bed at home in the Midwest. That meant I would be able to see my girl without any delay!By the time that I was up, showered and dressed, Brenda had already arrived. She was in the kitchen with Mom. Both of them were preparing breakfast for a complaining Cormac."But, Highness! It is.