" But instead if heading home, he took a little lonely street in the country near a closed construction site. Then he said: "Look what's in the drawer...of the dashboard?” A pair of brand new OMSA stockings.Strange, I think today: he always wanted skin-colored stockings, never black nor garter belt (I was dreaming it…); he loved my naked body with stockings and nothing else. A nice body I’ve to say, see pictures…I undressed without keeping anything at all, and wore the stockings. At the time. Regretfully the likes of us, aren’t considered good enough for his lordship.’ ‘Who the f… hell is his lordship?’ I asked. ‘Watch your tongue young man! Your mother wouldn’t like to have heard you using language like that!’ ‘Aunt G, please don’t change the subject, who is his lordship?’ I demanded. But still Gertrude didn’t let on in detail. She just surreptitiously gestured toward a group of people sitting in the Palm Court Lounge, one of whom, was the guy I’d seen watching Kylie from the cliff. “Julian,” she called looking around her, “don’t play with me.” The men in the ballroom seemed to all look the same, dark tuxedos and various masks. She was preparing to call out again when he walked up to her with a champagne glass in hand and a masked man at his side. He wore the same mask as Julian. Taking the champagne from his hand, she took an unladylike gulp and gave them men her complete attention. “Julian thanks for joining me. Is there something I should know?” She eyed the men. Gabby turned to look at him and slowly loosened the belt that was holding her coat closed.Dan reached to help her out of it like the gentleman his mother had taught him to be. Gabby smiled as she slowly let him see what she was wearing, or rather not wearing under her coat. As he realized just why she had put a coat on to walk next-door - her beautiful form slowly started to appear from under her coat and he could feel his eyes bulging along with his groin.When Gabby fully revealed herself to.