" They walked into the walk-inwardrobe and Andrea was surprised of the totally filled clothes racksand the huge number of shoes in all forms and color... He recognized thatthe shoes seemed all of similar size and mostly high heeled. Then therewas a rack with dozens of purses of different size and color and atleast two dozen different wigs. "I thought that only my stuff is inhere?" That's right, it is all yours!" But, I'm just spending the weekend here. There is no way I will be ableto wear all. As we pulled out onto the street, she squeezed my hand and wriggled like an excited little girl. "This is going to be lovely, I just know it!" she said.As we drove down the street she nestled her shoulder against me and then placed my hand on her leg, covering it with her own. My spine tingled as I felt her firm thigh. I stroked it lightly, feeling her dress slide smoothly up her leg. She lifted her hand and let me move mine further up and down her leg. She glanced at the driver to make sure he. In one smooth movement she slid down from the seat until her stileto heel's met the the rough tarmac road her dress riding up to her waist she had no knicker's on,smiling she slid both hands between her legs gently parting the lip's of her smooth pussy and started to pee,as the first stream hit the tarmac splashing onto both her and my shoes,the sound of her pee and the sweat from my browdripping in union with it,the setting sun and dropping temperature highlighted the steam rising from the. You could tell he lived for this kind of thing. In no time we were slowing down to enter the emergency room parking.They hustled me out of the ambulance and into emergency. A nurse came up and began litany of questions to determine just what the hell was going on.Joe brushed past her simply stating, "It's the army Lt. from the car wreck."She gave a knowing nod and directed us to the last cubicle on the left. That had an ominous sound. As soon as we were all in, Joe closed the curtain. He hit.