Something was still not right. He had felt it as he’d approached the complex and found the bodies, all dead expect for Mayor Chambliss who was missi...g and Mary, who was lying unconscious at the bottom of the stairs. ‘And who are you?’ He wanted to give her a formal introduction but something was still wrong. A little voice warned him not to reveal his surname and he gave her a warm smile. ‘I am your benefactor, a friend of Miss Glass’. You and Leon are here as my guests.’ ‘And Sammi?’ ‘She is. I want him to see me, even show him my pussy but I can not be naked in front of him just yet, I‘m not that happy with my flabby body and what he would think of it.I feel I cannot let him see me in my usually underwear of corset and girdles but that is what he has most pictures of on his computer. I plump for the corset that I bought by mistake, I like to feel shut in with a gusset but this one is open at the bottom. Now I need to find some black stocking, the last time I wore black stocking was. Chip. Do you mind if I borrow your gun?" My ... my..." Your gun, Chip. Please. Now. Hand it to me, OK?" I wanted to get him away from his gun because I had no idea how stable he was.He started at me a moment more, and then shook his head once, not in negation, but as though he were trying to wake up. Then he unsnapped his holster and handed me another automatic, this one a Glock."Great. Thanks," I said. "Lauren, can you hold on to this?"She took it, looking at me questioningly."We should have. She opened his zipper from neck to pubis with a voracious grin. Her hand dived in to grab his bloated cock before he even could shuffle his shoulders out of the onesie. For an instant, as his hands rested on her chest, there was only the feeling of her cold fingers wrapped around his burning hot member. He looked outside, at the magical snowstorm, at the tiny chimney on the ledge spitting a transparent flame above her shoulders. Of all her grand designs, she herself was the most sublime. She.