A dark blue pencil skirt and amatching waistcoat completed the outfit. She deftly wrapped the red silkscarf around her neck. A pair of three inch blac... pumps went over herfeet.Walking outside, she looked in the mirror. The girl she saw lookednothing like the emaciated hooker who had walked in. She now had highcheekbones and an open, friendly face. She took out the dilated lookingblue contacts. She quickly modified the makeup on her face so that itlooked more respectable. She smiled at herself. Megan noticed Adam’s growing erection. “My, my, my! I guess you do like the idea of going commando. Maybe I should ask Becca what the dress code is in the pool. Maybe I need to use my razor later.”Adam pushed his wife’s face down towards his groin. “Don’t talk with your mouth full.”Megan laughed and then began licking their combined juices from Adam’s cock. Their nap could wait until after another good fuck.“Will you hurry up and move it!” said a laughing Ashley Culverin.Nick laughed and tossed. The whip itself was a single lash formed of nine separate braided strands that met at the end in a thick knot that held a golden ball a half-inch in diameter that was set with several small diamonds. A lash from this four-foot singletail would be a formidably painful experience indeed, as this golden ball had solid weight at the end of the whip and the diamonds would act as tiny jeweled spikes to impact flesh harshly. Carrie took the whip in hand and lovingly caressed it as her father smiled. 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.