Fucking bingo! When you gamble big, you win big. And it looked like it really was going to be my lucky day. I smiled genuinely and held the note out f...r her.She reached out and grabbed the twenty, then took advantage of my own distraction as I was returning the cash roll to my pocket, pushing past me in an instant, before bolting the last few yards to the front door. I was taken aback, but made no attempt to stop her. “Haha, dickhead,” she sneered, as her hand found the latch.Mentally, I. Get a good nights sleep. She had to be joking. Go to the letterboxoutside at the end of the long driveway dressed like this, no way. Anywaythe postman didn't deliver that early. Hold on a moment he thought, theyhad this planned out didn't they. So, what was it? Set the alarm for 6am.No one normally about at that time. A quick run down the drive to seewhat was in the letterbox and back inside. I can do that he figured.He was surprised to find that it was now dark outside. The day had flownby.. By this time my cock was trying to punch a hole in my shorts so he could rip Mindy’s tiny clothing off. When I finished with her back, Mindy took over and began her front. She almost seemed to be putting on a show. Because of the size of her top, she had to hold her breast still with one hand, and then slowly rub the lotion on. First one breast, and then the other. She was extra through, rubbing both sides, the top, and even underneath. I watched as each nipple hardened under the nothing. We decided that, as it was Saturday, we’d get dressed and go “window shopping” for some of the little items that would give the place a mark of our personalities. Tomorrow being Sunday, I’d scheduled a shift with the courier company from seven in the morning until three that afternoon. It would be the first day that Tandra had been alone in the apartment, and she had a list of chores that she wanted to put behind her. I felt a little guilty for not being available to help her out, but she let.