He chuckled at her again. He tilted his head to the side and looked down at her, his eyes scanning over her face then down towards her breasts. He lic...ed his lips in appreciation, and then chortled again as she pushed uselessly at him. He released her wrists and ran his hands down her arms, until he reached her breasts. Slowly he brushed his thumbs against her covered nipples and she moaned gently and arched into him. He continued to run his hands up and down her waist and then winked at her. She then swished the mid-calf length dress down and got upfrom the table. Come with me sweetie," she added. Then before Timmycould head for the door Madge grabbed him by the wrist and with the newstockings in her other hand led him back to her master bedroom! She saton the edge of her bed and pulled him down to sit beside her. She thengathered one of the beige nylon stockings, rolled it up and then forcedit down over Timmy's head! She quickly gathered the other stocking, theshiny sheer. Who are you anyway?« the woman in the dress asked.The woman in the pantsuit just sipped her White Russian.A moment went by in silence.»Be careful with that cigarette.« the woman in the pantsuit finally said, »You might burn my suit coat with it. But if you want to burn something, why don’t you take my hand instead.« She held out her left hand, palm up.The woman in the grey dress took an extra deep drag, exhaled almost all the smoke through her nose and then pressed the burning cigarette right. ??So you say,? Charlie said, doubtfully. ?Is she wearing the device???What a question!? Aunt Mildred exclaimed.?Angela,? Aunt Sophia commanded, ?lift up your skirt.?Angela?s blue eyes opened wide and a bright crimson flamed over her face. Her mouth formed a slight pout and, for a fraction of a split-second, she hesitated to obey.?Bad girl,? Aunt Mildred said. ?Hold out your hand.?Angela held out her right hand. Aunt Mildred picked up a tablespoon off the table and smacked Angela?s hand hard.