Now, with my hair perfect, I shivered at the thought of seeing all theclothes that I had been pining over because of my shipping miscue. Myhands tremb...ed as I opened the first package. I nearly squealed withdelight as my eyes fell upon the bridal-white corset. It was what I hadbeen dying to wear for so long. Since I had received none of myoriginal purchases, I had visited them, drooling over their photosdaily on eBay. I held the lace-up corset at arms length and my brainflashed an image of me. He swapped the gun over to his left hand and reached out with his hand right, which looked comically blue in that latex glove and fondled my wife's tits. Then he did the same to Rachael. I saw a brief opportunity while his back was slightly turned to me to do whatever it is they do in the movies to disable an attacker with a punch to the kidneys... or was it a chop to the neck.. or a headlock..."Which feels better to you?" he was suddenly facing me again, obviously heroics are split-second. ‘Pretty much,’ I said with a nod. ‘But it’s not like it matters anyway. He’s engaged.’ Matt raised his beer can in a toast. ‘And you are happily single,’ he said with a grin. I tapped my can against his. ‘Amen to that.’ We paused for a swig then I snorted a laugh. ‘Ugh, her name is Bree,’ I said curling my lip. Matt laughed and shook his head. ‘Go figure.’ The next morning Shannon was in the office waiting for me when I arrived, as usual. Her navy blazer and matching pencil skirt looked. This really pissed her off. I began to cook up a plan to sleep with her boyfriend, thinking she would find out and move out of the flat. He slept over a lot, so I planned on slipping into bed with him after she went off to an early class the next morning. After she got up and went to class, I could see into the bedroom and he was still sound asleep. I quietly closed the bedroom door, gently slid under the covers, and spooned up behind him. He was totally naked and so was I. He began to stir.