But within an hour, they had run out of ways to pass the time. Or so they thought until they remembered the birthday game they used to play as kids. I... was quite simple. They would take turns being the birthday girl and, for a full hour, this unlucky sister would have to do everything her siblings asked of her. But given the amount of time they had to dispose of, they chose to alter the rules of the game. Instead of lasting one hour, each round would last a full day. Hopefully it would keep. As I walk around the room, I bend over and my skirt lifts so you can see my stocking tops and get a glimpse of suspender clips. "What do you think of these stockings?" I ask conversationally, lifting my skirt and doing a twirl so you can see that I'm wearing fully fashioned seamed stockings, held up by a retro-style six-strap suspender belt. Your hand hasn't stopped wanking the whole time and your cock seems to get bigger and harder by the minute, especially as you see that I'm not wearing. ’ Franca seemed set on creating club goddesses of them, so Rea decided to go along with it. In the bathroom she found the selected clothing carefully hanged on a chair. It consisted of a turquoise tank with mock lace-up detail, a black shrug with sequence on the high collar, low waisted black pants, some sparkly heels, a big choker and dangly earrings. Putting everything on, Rea looked at herself in the full-length mirror. She had to admit, Franca knew what she was doing. Her look was. She is definitely not my type," he informed her."I heard that!" Kate yelled, indicating that she had listened to part of the conversation. "Heard what?" Natasha asked with mock innocence."The bit where your beau accused me of being an unfaithful wife and a hypocrite. How dare you say that, Gavin? And in what way am I a bitch? You're the bastard who wouldn't commit to me! I just wanted to marry someone better than my stupid husband," Kate screamed."So, I'm stupid, am I? Maybe so, for trusting.