On Saturday morning, Ashleigh again woke up to the sex cries of the woman next door. This time she lost no time in joining in their sex play, although...from a distance. After she came, she showered and then dressed especially for her new day. Since she would be trying on many different clothes, she decided to wear only a thong panty and no bra with a short skirt and a loose fitting blouse. She felt sexier than she had for a long time. She selected her stops carefully, wanting the best sexy. You look... I mean..." he took adeep breath and let it out, "... you're... beautiful!"I was so relieved, I almost cried! "Really?" I asked without reallyhaving any reason to doubt what he'd said. "You're happy with how Ilook?" Happy!?" As I've told you before, Mitch isn't the most eloquentspeaker, and now he was having a hard time thinking, let alone speaking."Dude... you... you're... I mean... I don't even understand how... Imean... dude! I'm thrilled with how you look! The hair! The dress!. "Oh, he is soaked." The clerk was blushing. "He must be enjoyinghimself."My wife was very proud as she pulled my skirt into place. "He's a sizefive, and he's a thirty-six A. Why don't you show us some pretty sets."The clerk took us around and showed us several very sheer and lacy sets.My wife liked them all. She got everything in white and light pastels.The clerk excused herself and carried them over to the counter. Shereturned and asked if there was anything else she could show us."Oh, yes. Do. .."Then as an afterthought, "Hell, Maryanne, when was the last time you saw him?"Maryanne blushed but with a frown answered, "It's been at least two weeks now since he said he needed to go to LA for some monitoring of something or other. He's trying to keep someone honest and he hopes this is the last trip for now."Her face immediately brightened significantly and she told them, "I did hear from him last evening, and he said he'd be here sometime today." Good, I need to talk with him," noted.