.. a bright yellow top as she held it closely to her chest. "What do you think?" she asked with a smile growing on her face."I love it...its really ni...e," I said trying to fake my excitement. I'm not sure why women get so worked up on clothes. Houdini himself would have been proud as she pulled one garment after the other out of the bag, never seeming to find the bottom."The yard looks great," she said getting up and heading into the kitchen. "You were a good boy this weekend." Good Boy! If she. “Your gorgeous big ass is better than ever ever and your thighs in those stockings look magnificent,” I tell her as I kneel behind her and kiss both voluptuous ass cheeks, then slide her g-string down to her ankles as she steps out of it.“I took care of your third wish list item for you, you wanted my pubic hair trimmed so I would hardly have any. Had it waxed yesterday for you, do you like it?,” she smiles confidently with her hands on her hips as I admire it. A thin strip of hair either side. "One: Sammy must 'act' interested in the subject of the debate." Two: Sammy must 'act' interested in Erica." Three: Erica must 'act' interested in Sammy." Four: both of you must 'act' knowledgeable about the other's likes, dislikes, etcetera."Erica folded the paper and handed it to me. "Any questions?" Yes, do I know you're sleeping with Margo?" Yes, and I know you're sleeping with the girl with the nice tits," she said with a 'gotcha' grin on her face.I was curious. "Do I need to know if you. That promise was broken before they left the condo.Now here he was again. She was afraid to look directly at him. Every time she did all she saw was how small and suicidally brave he had looked standing between her and that huge bully, amonster of a man who had 'claimed' her as his "woman for the night." She'd been terrified when no one in that little tavern had said or done a thing.Then Duncan stepped forward to place himself between the cowboy and her. How courageous he had looked, dwarfed by.