I put the folder back down on the shelve and made her comfortable, then I wondered if she had, like I had sex.The back door was closed so I eased her ...hort skirt up and looked at her panties, a small triangular patch, she was wearing a thong, something with her short dress and stockings, would bare her ass to anyone looking, as the chord would ride between her cheeks making it look as though she was without underwear.Then, without warning, I reached up and pulled her thong down and took it off,. This was war, and with how Malark was behaving, one would be forgiven for thinking he was using it as an opportunity to write a new ballad.Qiao said a salient prayer to Lathander as she saw General Grodan approaching. “Himo,” she said to the wood elf who sat cross-legged among the group of soldiers, sword for hires and adventurers. Himo had a way of being able to meditate almost anywhere and frequently waited until the last possible moment to rouse herself from her peaceful practice. Qiao did. "Can you both step out of the car please and show me some i.d." Oh, yes sir," Mom replied, laying on the probably fake respect just a little too much for it to ring true. Then they both got out and stood passively. Mom was quite full-figured; she was wearing a long, ankle length conservative light red and yellow floral dress. Her daughter was wearing tight jeans and a belly top. Her perky boobs stuck out high and proud and her ass was tight and perfect; like two little round peaches. I began. The broker was in Norfolk. There was a file for bills. None for receipts,though. He seemed he'd be the type. But, way in the back, I spotted one,slipped in into my pocket."Other clothing?" I asked. She pointed to the chest of drawers beside thesofa. Underwear, T-shirts in the top. He was boxers, not briefs. Poloshirts, sweaters below. Bottom drawer, empty -- looked empty, anyway.Funny, the others were packed quite tight, I had to move clothes out tofeel along their bottoms. Nothing unexpected..