“I mean, fingers are one thing, but that tool of yours is like a foot long and as big around as my wrist. I don’t think my little back door can h...ndle all that.”“Relax baby,” he assured me in a calming voice. “You’d be surprised how big of a tool even a tight little back door like yours can tolerate.” I quivered in fear, but then nodded in reluctant agreement. Jack was the expert after all. Who was I to tell him what tool he should or shouldn’t use in my back door?“The trick,” Jack. Several were ankle length like the reindeer skirt she found among thecollection, but most were knee length. They appear to be arranged shortto long, with the shortest being at the shoe wall, moving to the longestas you moved away from the shoes. Interspersed among the skirts were afew dresses, all of which appeared to be very form-fitting with just astight, if not tighter hems than the separate skirts.Moving the the wall opposite the glass wall, she found a dresser. Thedresser's top left drawer. I made sure he saw what I was looking at. "I guess so. Bill, I know you and Jen are not doing so well and well I don't know if you are interested but I am available." I was getting hotter just thinking about what was growing in his pants. "I can be Jennifer if you want me to" I ran my hand down over my breast and stomach down my thigh to the hem of the dress and pulled it up a little exposing a garter tab. The bulge in his pants was getting more prominent. "You, know why should she be the only. Yes, Nelson Treehouse and Supply. Your treehouse ... hurting the tree? The side of a cliff!? Uh, yeah, that’s not something I’ve come across before.”The head of NTAS glanced around the work-site.“Um, yeah, I’ll get there as soon as I can.”Pete hung up and looked at Devin, a bit of a guilty look on his face.“This treehouse is dangling over a cliff,” he explained. “And the guy’s worried that he’s injuring the trees...”“Go feed your addiction Pete,” Devin laughed. “We’re nearly finished here.