"Think about it", she replied.Duh. I was wearing her panties so that meant she and I wore the same size."Lets concentrate on styles and then we'll dea... with colors" Ok."As we toured the room my wife and I had a running commentary. "Do you like this style?" "How about this one?" "That's not you (or me)" "I like this one, but not that one" and so on. Four styles were our result: the bikini brief, the thong, the low rise boyshort (my wife's favorite) and the tanga (my favorite).Now for the. The fat man has a firm grip of her hair and it looks like he is pressing her head down to his crotch. On the last picture he's got the blonde head clutched all the way down against his loins and his grin has grown even wider.The man behind the desk turns to the next page and starts reading."The woman in the pictures is belived to be Anna Smith, also known as "Agent Hooters". She is a secret agent working for a top-secret intelligence agency, operating as an independent entity but with. The maître d led them to a table in the corner and they sat. She ordered them a pitcher of sangria and then silently began to page through the menu. Chase stared at Elizabeth in awe. When she said she would make their dinner plans, a place like this was the last place he thought he would end up in. He also never thought the woman sitting before him would surprise him in the way that she was. Finally he spoke, ‘How did you find this place?’ Elizabeth looked up at him and smiled, ‘When I was at. I glanced up him still trying to find the courage to say it out loud anddisappointed that I had to. I was going to miss the flirting even if itwas just for today."Yea, that figures. A woman would definitely pick up on it sooner. So,to get right to the point Sarah is my wife and she isn't a lesbian,which is my cryptic way of telling you I am not what I appear to be. Ihope you understand what I am saying because I don't want to actuallysay it. Although this week she is more of roommate and.