Laughing, Lisa pointed to the several large shopping bags that they had carried in with them. “Who wants to see our shopping?”“We have nail poli...hes and makeup too,” chimed in Aimee.Ten minutes later there was an array of skirts, tops and stockings spread out over the floor.“I just love these leggings,” squealed Aimee as she pulled them on. They were really tight in a stretch grey fabric that emphasised her long toned legs and tight bottom.“Ahh, panty line!” shouted Charlie, pointing at the. I had found the perfect outlet.I would get so excited chatting with him. Mind you. We were not having roleplays or anything. It was just discussing sex. What did he like? Which positions does he like the most? But the best was discussing fantasies. I told him about my crush on my cousin.He would egg me on to pursue it. But I knew I never wanted to do incest because it would wreak havoc with my marriage. We slowly started building up our chats. But chatting over mail was slow, and it was. Many of Vikkor's women who were arrested worked that store." You said you had been a financial backer, I thought that was just for the facility."She shook her head. "No silly. That business had Vikkor's name all over it, but Law and I helped her gather the money to get started. Effectively we are what would be considered stock holders. As much money as the store brought in, Vikkor not only paid us but lived the eccentric life herself, as you saw. And I don't mean just naked sushi and exotic. She looked away, down at her large handbag, and pulled out a license plate. She explained that her husband had pulled it from the minivan and had instructed her to put it on the car, just to get it home. She followed me to the rear of the car and stood next to me as I knelt down and installed the plate. Her right thigh was touching my left shoulder as I tightened the screws. I turned my head slightly towards her and realized my face was right at the same level as her crotch. My eyes travelled.