"No, just someone who doesn't live here anymore I think." Well you see, look. Let me be frank." The older man laughs a little athis own private joke. ...I am Frank you see. Well Mr. Morrison has aproblem, see bed in here and clothes everywhere.. Well someone livedhere and no one was on lease. This okay, till problem happens likethis. If maybe you and me were friends no one would know and brother,not get in trouble, maybe evicted."The young woman's eyes grew wide, sure she had been propositioned a. 'OK, I've got a nice sheer black set, stay where you are.'Phil walked out of the room, into the adjoing bedroom, 2 minutes later he came back and my jaw dropped. He stood in front of me wearing a black long nightdress, with a sheer skirt, and sheer panties under it. The bust area was covered in thin, delicate black lace. My cock was now fully hard!'Wow,' was all I could say!'You like?''Fuck yes!'It was then I noticed that he was wearing a brown wig, shoulder length.'Phil, you look amazing!' I. Amy was occupying the second seat.“Karen said we’re going to the Silver Spur ... what she said was ... we girls are going to the Spur. She didn’t say anything about you.”I heard the sound of a geared starter and the Dodge roared.“I gotta go, bye.” Amy wiped, stood, pulled up panties and fluffed out her skirt. She trotted over to the Town Wagon and loaded up ... she was the last.Karen looked in her mirrors and shifted the New Process truck four speed into first, bypassing “Grannie,” and headed. The middle-sized man started to get undressed his eyes never leaving the couple, not even for a moment. The short man continued to busily document the unfolding events with his camera. Sophie pulled her knickers to one side, the dull ache between her legs building exponentially. After a minute or so the tall man dropped to his knees dragging the woman roughly with him. She fell forward onto all fours, her bottom pointing skywards accentuating the beautiful curves of her body. The middle sized.