After nearly half an hour of patience she came out from bed room. Wow she was looking damn high profile wife. I gave her a pair of footwear. I ask her...you don’t know to dress? She said what’s wrong? I said her, your navel should be viewable. It shows enlighten womanhood. She went in and done as I asked her to do.We left to hotel in our car. In between I stopped in a market and we went to buy some perfume for her. Which she was very shy to go and move in market with me and scary too as her. " Yes, indeed she was"he said." I saw her and my partner and I stopped by to ask her if she wanted a ride up to the nearest gas station but she said no"I said"After that, I truly don't know where she went." Do you mind if we come in and ask you a few question?"he asked." Not at all sir"I said, opening the door much wider."The two policemen busted their way past me and began to look around the house. That's when they saw Liam and they got a tad bit nervous. I think it was because they thought we. She let out a long slow breath at the contact. Now he moved her forward and drew one already-full nub with his lips, then the other. He lay her back on the carpet, dropping off his shirt and her brassiere on the pile of clothing. His tongue now wandered from her mouth to her nipples and back again until she was becoming visibly impatient. Then he pulled down the zipper on her black chinos and tugged them off. He gazed at and happily touched the golden legs between which he had found such silky. "Baby," I said, "don't tease me."Her eyes laughed as she released me from her mouth. "'S not teasing, love. It's just a sample." She started pulling the scrub trousers up over my legs. When she got as high as she could over the cast, she stopped. She looked at me. "Scissors?" Yep! Snip 'em right up the seam so you can pull the pants all the way up."She complied. The result was something that wouldn't win fashion shows but met the requirements of modesty. I wasn't going to a four-star.