As soon as I kissed my wife goodbye, I scurried into the bedroom to raid her panty drawer. I've always loved the sight and feel of a skimpy pair of sa...in panties and have found myself wanting to wear them more often recently. I'm not sure if it was my way of dealing with work-related pressures, or the slutty side coming out of me or what, but I knew they felt good and I was ready to slide into pair and do a little surfing online. I picked out my favorite pair, a French-cut low-rise sheer pink. " That's right." And I just ... knock on it?" asked Nadia."Yes, ma'am." Well, sure, this makes sense Nadia." She shrugged and walked off theelevator. "Just go to a hypnotist and ask her where your boyfriendis." She looked all around the door for some type of doorbell or wayto announce her presence. "Do I just walk in? I walk right in? That'snot creepy, right? I mean, she knows I'm coming. I called her. Shegave me a time. She knows." Nadia sighed and looked back at theelevator man, then back at. In my vision, I saw a tidal wave, 2 miles high and spreading out at central point, causing the tidal wave to hit every continent and killing millions along coastlines all over the world. When I got the image, I almost screamed, I was planning to keep it a secret from Amy, but she needed to know the risks involved."Amy, I need to go." That's ok, the kids are in bed, just go if you need to. Why are you telling me?" Then she looked closely at my face and the fear I displayed. "What are you not. Mr. Benson went into the house with Mrs. Benson, and shortly came back out and went into the barn. On my next pass, I saw Trudy going to the barn. I remembered the rumor that Heather had told me, and wondered if Mr. Benson was indeed fucking Trudy when Mrs. Benson was not able to service him. Mr. Benson always wore overalls. I could imagine his belly hanging out, his overalls at his knees plowing Trudy. It made me laugh thinking of his oversized body pounding her, with her legs high. The.