Well, reminded him of his wife when he still desired her; back in the day when Claire still made an effort instead of just schlepping around the house...in sweatpants. Lipstick was but a faint memory, even if she’d never worn anything as bright and provocative as the shade Noone was sporting.Thinking of Claire made the guilt creep back, and he pushed her from his mind, focusing instead on Purple Princess’s gloved fingers as they flicked at the hard nipples. There was an intake of breath from the. We chose to meet on the the Saturday morning and I took her to a high-rise apartment block of flats, on the edge of town.We went up to the top floor and stepped-out of the elevator, where I told her to strip off everything she had on, on calmly walk all the way down to the front door, stand for five minutes, then walk back up and get dressed, easy as that.This block of flats was twenty high, with two flats on each floor, so the journey down and up, would be both time consuming and racked with. How is this going to play out? Oh my god! … she's got one hand on hischest for balance and is bending to her side to remove those sexy little pantiesshe's wearing. Please somebody tell me this is not really happening. I wish to god this were not my mother I'm watching. I'm trying hard to pretendthis is someone else, because I'm not stopping it but I can't seem to keepfrom watching it either, and this is starting to get me … well … alittle excited. She gets backed into a corner, against the. “You’ve got all the cards here. Put one on the table.”“I want to talk to you, Shelby. I don’t know what to do with you.” Nick’s voice was softer now. “I have decidedly mixed feelings about you. Why don’t you tell me ... what do you want me to do?”He sounded so reasonable, but Shelby knew that trap. She went back to the table and took a combo shot that sank two more balls. “I don’t want you to do anything, Nick. Just let what’s going on with me and Simon play out. I can take care of myself. You.