"Beth sent me," she told a blushing Andrea, "She mentioned you're a Doctor ... I have this pain..." and broke out laughing, "History, my dear, is fasc...nating. Although mine has been painful and painfully misrepresented, we do get on. The war in London is my history. Churchill, Winnie, you know ... used to pinch my cheek and tell me how pretty I was ... and then had the nerve to tell me my choice for a husband was unacceptable. I say, is there anything to drink?"Over libations, she settled into. ”“Marian...” he started.“You’ve cost me a hundred and ten thousand dollars over these last months, Mister. There will be no more,” she said. She was just happy that she hadn’t let him have her sexually, had he paid her back she would have let him. She snickered, there’s an upside to everything, at least she wouldn’t have to live down that particular humiliation, puppy dog eyes notwithstanding.“Look Marian, I have a proposition for you,” he said. She gave him a look. The man had steel balls, she. He then took the tights and placed them with the other tights he had already stolen from the girl’s drawers. Mike returned to Shannon and started to straighten up her clothes. He first placed her bra back on before pulling up the top of her dress and buttoning it closed again. Next he pulled the skirt of her dress back down to just below her knees. He then turned his attention to her now bare feet. He kissed each of them all over and began to lick them when her felt another erection rising. He. As we drove he put his hand on my thigh. I looked at him and smiled. When we got to the house I didn't know why but I invited him in. I don't know why I did, I guess it was the drinks . I put on some music and we started to dance. Here I was dancing with a stranger. old enough to be my dad and really enjoying it.I could feel his hands move on my back and feel the zipper on my dress going down. I backed away and let it fall to the floor exposing my black laces bra and panties. I looked at him.