This being Friday, he figured he could use the next day to check out what he'd just liberated from the trashbin. As Saturday's bright rising sun filt...red through the blinds of his bedroom, Mike came to life. Taking a shower and drying, he decided to once again become Catwoman, at least in his own little world. After putting on his foundation garments and panty hose, Mike got the bag and dumped its contents on his bed. He couldn't believe what he saw. A one-piece body suit made of a black. "Ah, Mrs. Wilson, my dear!" Lessing said, "We have quite a surprise for you this evening." No doubt," Laura retorted, amazed at her own brashness and lack of fear. Perhaps it was the punch. Her head was already spinning terribly, even though she'd only had two glasses. Yes, she thought unconcernedly, they must have doctored the punch. Suddenly, Laura was aware that she was being ushered up to a small stage in one corner of the living room, which had been hidden from view before by a large. "Nice dog..."Her hand slipped under his powerful chest. Gingerly Janice felt back along the thinning fur until she found the bulge of his cocksheath.She shook herself with shame, drawing back her hand as if she'd touched or stove. What was she letting herself get into? But that grazing touch had brought about a change in Chad's attitude. He whimpered and began licking her arm. She could see a tiny point of red had peeked out of the cocksheath. Reaching out, Janice started massaging him on the. Unfortunately for him, under that soft, fluffy cloud, there was a very hard surface.The huge rush of air that left Mortimer’s mouth when he hit, flat on his back, was traveling so fast that it broke the sound barrier. It would have sounded exactly like a sonic boom, had those been invented yet. To Jack, it sounded like a lightning bolt had hit right behind him. It scared the goose too, who unlimbered another couple of pounds of gooey mess.Which gooey mess was lying there as Mortimer levered.