Well…I think I do. I think it’s in that locked trunk in the attic–the one you said contained your Lodge uniform. I tried all the obvious combina...ions on the lock, but you were a little smarter with that than you were with your files. ‘It doesn’t matter, in any case. You aren’t going to choose what you’re going to wear, any more. I am. Put this on.’ The garter belt was white, with lace panels on the sides. I’m always excited when I dress, and even now, scared but expectant, my hands were. As I sat there drinking my soda gazing at her all these dirty and erotic thoughts sprang into my mind. The fact that she was an older woman made my mind race even more. I imagined what color panties and bra she was wearing under her tight blue jeans and black button up shirt. I wish that I had the balls to go over to her and talk to her speak sweet nothings into her ear and take her hair down so I can I could run my fingers through her sexy dark hair. My other hand slowly unbuttoning her top as. " Poor Neville." said Luna quietly as she stepped away from the doorway, using her right arm to gently push the door close. "Maybe we can see if we can make some happier thoughts."Neville didn't understand what she meant, until she started to pull her sweater up and over her head. The blouse underneath already had a few buttons open, he could see the hint of a pail blue bra beneath. Although not particularly experienced with women, okay, not at all really, Neville understood immediately what. Not exactly a role model for the young girls. Within minutes, they were in the kitchen chatting away and making stuff to go with the Pizza. They were seriously making things happen.Cathy came over to me and said, "Would you like a martini?" Remember how?" I have the recipe."A minute later, she placed my martini in exactly the same place. It was perfect."Brianna grinned and put little crackers in my mouth as she prepared the salad. I saw her wash each individual lettuce leaf and dry it with a.