I want you to wear your leather chaps, vest, boots and nothing else."Terry felt his heart begin to race and he began to feel the familiar tingling in ...is balls."Sure, whatever you want," he responded as he headed out to his bike.Megan took the bag and went to her room and opened it. It contained a stunning black silk garter belt and a pair of black seamed nylons. She put them on and then looked at her reflection in the mirror and got excited by what she saw.Her long legs looked even better clad. Sounds of a helicopter came over the speaker. The camera was following the wave of blue energy and it traveled across the Potomac. “Well, Abbie, we’re watching this energy wave, and it is just racing out in all directions like nothing I’ve seen before. It’s not stopping for anything, and we’ve been watching traffic accidents happen right in front of our eyes. The entire George Washington Memorial Parkway and the Key Bridge are just in chaos. So whatever this is, it’s affecting people, but I. " What? Oh! Yeah. Bad news. Well, good news, maybe, just not for me..."I stuck out my hand and said, "Bernice. There's a lot of that going around. Wanna talk about it? Somewhere quiet?"I watched him struggle with himself and knew that this wasn't the time to advertise; besides, if he wanted to look at my twat, it was at eye level, anyway. He shook my hand -- probably just out of politeness -- and said, "Keith. Jeez, I dunno..." Sometimes it helps," I said quietly.He considered for a bit and. I stripped out of my shirt, because her drink had spilled on it when we were leaving. She turned around and looked at me with a puzzled look."Are you naked?" Not yet," I replied.I shed my jeans next, tossing my clothes in the laundry basket before heading to the bedroom, only left in a small black g-string and a matching push-up bra, which made my tits look extravagant. Sasha made her way into the bedroom, pulling me towards her as we both fell to the bed, me on top of her. Grinning, I lowered.