It was my turn to play inquisitor. I found out all about her family and what her father did. I was always looking for a way to turn a dime. He was ... venture capitalist and did investment banking. I guess with all that mob money floating around, there was a lot of it to go around. We arrived at her place. I helped carry in her luggage, the brought three suitcases for a three day stay. Molly mentioned she had to be at work at 7 AM. I took this wrong and said that I would go to my home. I. Her response, Yes Sir. As it should be.#2, Valerie. A sweet and very beautiful older Latina woman. Now Valerie taught me a lot as a younger man, but I also taught her some things. See, I met Valerie during a stage in my life where I was young, partying, living free, enjoying life. I met Valerie at my Uncles house doing some top grade make your face numb coke. We did a line together, chatted some and then went our separate ways. I later asked my Aunt about her and she told me that Valerie had. And… I will be wearing the karada under my clothes in public for most of the day. I will be wearing a dark, button down shirt, collar will be buttoned and a knee length, loose skirt. I will be riding the bus downtown. Walking around downtown, while shopping. And, I may try on clothes with it on. I plan to be mostly indoors because of the heat. I’ll post as soon as I can about it sometime in the evening. Wish me luck! (1:03 am now, have to post this now)P.S. - Part Three of Delightfully. Without breaking eye contact, she raised her hands and unfastened the remaining buttons of her shirt and shrugged it off, the motion releasing silent tears from her eyes. She dropped the shirt on the floor, then quickly unhooked her bra and let that fall too. She paused a moment, feeling the frog’s warm breath with its maddeningly familiar aroma caress her bare breasts, then unbuttoned her skirt, pushing it over her hips until it pooled at her feet. Her thong came next, reluctantly leaving the.