Blue eyes smiled again.Richard had had a hard time dealing with her and was relieved that he had managed to maintain a normal conversation without sta...mering or looking at his feet."I'm not a tongue-tied teenager," he thought. "But I was lucky to be able to string a sentence together. She's lovely. I liked her eyes the first time I met her but now, seeing her face properly..."She was on his mind for the rest of the day and he kept wondering how he could see her again. Another six weeks would be. Loss of attire capable of entering the contracted form or original form are unable to be replaced. All contracts must be finalized and confirmed prior to departing Pleasure Island." I need more wine." You both say. After another glass and talking about the terms you both realize that there is no actual contract. Just the two copies of the terms."Look, there is a sheet of paper behind the terms," she says as she pulls it free. "It has a contract number and a web address. Let's go look at our. So you have had sex at least twice, right? Were you married when you had sex?”“Yes, of course I was!”“Okay, well, by your judgement of Corinne DeLoie, you are a whore. What’s it like being a whore? And, how often do you fornicate with your husband? Is it once a week? Or just on the first of the month? Or maybe you are one of those lucky ones that only has to wallow in sinful fornication once a year on your husband’s birthday?”“It’s not ... No! I mean ... I’m not a whore! How dare you call me a. " I nodded, and she said, "I'm flattered my panty has given you that rather amazing erection." Something in her tone and the way she was watching me told me she was aroused as well, so I said, "I'll bet you look sexy wearing it, Ione." She smiled for a few seconds, and said, "Tell you what...let's go into the bedroom, and I'll wear it for you...see if that makes you cum." She told me to bring her panty and we walked across the hallway into the bedroom, where she told me to remove my clothes and.