Unbutton your shirt,’ she repeated sternly, as if she was scolding a reluctant schoolboy. He watched her heels sink into the carpet as she walked ar...und behind him. Helen reached out towards the door and twisted the key in the lock. She smiled to herself as she turned back around, watching as his fingers fumbled nervously with the buttons of his shirt. This was going to be easier than she’d thought. ‘Now let’s have a closer look at this so-called ‘insect bite’,’ she said, running a hand. Daisy was really getting off on this idea and decided that this must happen, she wanted to plan it so i let her, she started by making a list of suitable ladies she knew and i had to pick which ones i wanted, i scoured through their pics and came up with six who i wanted to play with.Daisy over the next few days proceeded to invite these ladies to what she said was going to be a themed lingerie party, the invites were with the clause that nobody else could know they had been invited, every lady. Practice had gone well, again. The team was getting more excited, and all day at school you could hear students chanting “Mustangs”. I walked out into the garage and just stared at it. Honda Cr 125-rocket, with all the gear. Dad had certainly come through after I blackmailed him into getting it for me. I been so busy with football I hadn't even touched it yet. Even though an off-road vehicle, I decided it was time to give it a spin. I stripped right there in the garage, and slid into the moto. Taylor was currently working on a major article for her newspaper, a rather controversial article about the system of politics in the country. After dinner, they cleared the table, and washed the dishes, the same system as always, Taylor washed, and Daryl dried and put them neatly away. Then, they took their glasses and the bottle of wine and settled on the couch. Taylor snuggled in close to Daryl, and he obligingly put his arm around her as they sat in companionable silence. The giant.