. either equipment or Allison's head blocked all of my immediate paths for shooting, plus I was not a cold blooded murderer. I also didn't know all of...the facts and my growing suspicions could theoretically be wrong (in a pig's eye).I first tried very discretely getting Allison's attention, but to no avail. Her eyes hardly seemed to blink and she didn't move a single muscle for the five minutes I observed her from my semi-hidden spot near the doorway. At least her captor, "M" (I was willing to. All I could to was moan while the hands continued to possess me for the next few minutes. That was when Pam upped the ante by nibbling on my right ear as well as tweaking my nipples which made me scream."RED, I LOVE YOU!"Red dropped her hands for a second and appeared to think. I knew what she was thinking about because we had done it before."Harl..." Red started to ask."I know what you're thinking because we have done it before," I explained. "You don't have to ask permission. I trust you.. As he dusted and polished, her husband experiencedoccasional shivers of uneasy anticipation. He didn't want some tallrugged stud -- the type she favored and delighted in describing to him --to see how he looked. What would a he-man like that think of a girlywimp like Darren? Or rather, like Darla.He sniffled as he did a quick wipe-down of the kitchen counters. When heopened the refridgerator to check for bottled water he was surprised tosee a six pack of beer in there. There had been a. I wondered if she was somehow testing me, or setting me up for some kind of prank. Maybe she had suspicions about my cross-dressing, or maybe she was going to punish me for having masturbated with her panties. I ran through all the scenarios, trying to think if I had made any obvious mistakes, but I couldn’t find anything. I feared what might happen next. Moments later, Kasia came back smiling, a pair of stretch cotton white panties with a pink pastel trim twirling on the end of her index.