There across a small field stood a fiberglasstree with a small store built into a hollow in its base. A rather seedylooking old man with a long beard ...eaned in there in its open door,dressed in what seemed to be a tattered bathrobe. A crudely paintedwooden sign above the shop's doorway read: SPELLS R US.The Scarecrow smirked, "What's he the wizard of, dyslexia? The R isbackward!" Looks like a humbug wizard to me," added the Tin Woodsman.The supposed wizard removed the toothpick he'd been. .there are no men’s clothes in here and he doesn’t have a girlfriend that I know of , she laid back on the bed and thought of Tan dressed as a women, in a corset with those black stockings and high heels in that lovely long red wig….sliding into a short black dress, she was becoming aroused by these thoughts…she then sat up, “what am I doing”…..she thought and went downstairs and let the dog out. She sat at the kitchen table and composed a note for Tan, “No problems today, dog’s been out and. With an angry tone I ask her what she is doing still here,she does not answer but the barmen looks at me,put his hand on her knee n says that she is having good time,his finger tips move down to the calf front ,slowly sliding all the way to the stiletto then cup the back of the calf as he claim it up to the knee and on the outside of the left low thigh,she blush,her face is red.He look at me asking if I think if my wife is hot, I nod a yes,so he will give her some refreshment.laughing he. But there was definitely something going on beneath the flimsy fabric. Deirdre was never shy about looking him over and she didn’t care that he noticed. After all, he belonged to her, right? He had a great body. He was tall, muscular, and athletic. Why not enjoy it? “Hangin’ kinda low there, cowboy,” Deirdre drawled in a faux low voice. Before she could react, Fitz moved in. He took her left wrist and folded it into the small of her back. He pulled her to him with ease. She actually felt some.