It seemed that I caught her just in time since she had already slipped her other foot into the leg hole of her panties and she was now bending forward...while she gracefully brought them up to her waist. I couldn't yet get a decent view of her bush and I figured if I was gonna see anything this would be the time. Aunt Rachel slowly raised her panties from her ankles up to her thick thighs and soon enough she stood back up tall bringing her panties up higher, allowing me a full temporary view of. I love beinga woman. A woman who enjoys being a bit of a bimbo, too." I raised mypalms to lift the feathery locks and admired the three brilliant pinkrhinestone studs that Heather had pierced into each ear. I looked likesuch a babe, especially with my bright pink fingernails, which nowextended half an inch beyond my fingertips.Back to my face. It was amazing! Heather's ministrations withfoundation, contouring, blush and highlights yielded miraculous results.My eyelashes were long & full,. “You don’t go walking through it this time,” he said, opening it. He scooped me up. I squealed.“How positively archaic and sexist,” I said.“Archaic? I didn’t drag you in by your hair. And sexist? You wanna carry ME?”I’m kissing him as he navigates sideways through the door.He gently sets me down.“Now, what’s on TV?” I ask with a smirk.He eyed me.“I’ve never watched TV naked before...” I pushed against him, felt him wrap me in strong arms. “I suppose you have...”“Never with anything like you,. " Why? Because you didn't kill me?" No. They didn't want me to kill you. That is partly why I didn't. They think... I think they think... hell, I don't know for sure what they think. We'll work it out, eventually."I left her, headed back into our bedroom and dug around in my duffle bag. I found my tennis shoes and put them on, tossing the temporary pair into the hot tub.I stashed my duffle in the big walk-in closet and went downstairs to the dining room. I heard muffled voices and the banging.