Frank came home one night with a Nordstrom's shopping bag. Another present. I told him to throw it in the trash and that I wasn't going to go through ...nother nightie incident. He showed me the receipt to prove that he had bought it and told me that he wanted to play out Joe's fantasy. Just him and I and no cameras. Seemed safe so I agreed to do it. After the kids were in bed I put on the black mini dress and heels and when I came out of the bedroom Frank was lying on the floor. I walked over to. .Ab main puri tarah nanga tha mujhe bhi thoda thoda maza aane laga tha . Wo kehne lagi tu mera paltu kutta h me jo kahungi to wo hi karega , chup karke meri sandal chaat mujhe , maine unka sandal chaatna chaalu kar diya , Unhone meri gaand par ek zor daar thapad maara aur kaha ki aaj se tu mujhe malkin bulaega , maine kaha ji malkin , unhone apne saare kapde utar liye aur mere gale me kutte ka belt aur chain baandhi aur mujhe kaha chal mere harami kutte aur mujhe kutte ki tarah ghasit kar. The back light was burnt out so I got a flashlight.I opened sliding glass door and stepped in to the back yard. My flashlight swung around and after a few seconds revealed what looked like a boot sticking out of my ferns. I walked over to investigate and soon found out the boot had an owner that was passed out dead drunk. The light beam traveled up further to reveal a pale leg and a very short skirt. I rolled her over and I was immediately hit with the smell of vodka and pot. Well, I couldn't. "How long are you in town?" I asked.The two looked at each other. "We have tickets to go back to New England on Wednesday. We arrive in Boston for a final weekend before I have to show up at the dorm at Brown."My favorite red head came over to the table where we were sitting with a plate containing mostly potato salad and macaroni salad."Hey, Patty!"Patty smiled at me and gave a big hug to Camille and Will."How long are you guys in Illinois?" Patty asked."Our flight leaves Wednesday night,".