Getting out of bed, she started toward the closet to find something to wear for breakfast. She stopped abruptly and looked at the shirt she had droppe... beside the bed the night before. It was somewhat worn, but not ragged, and it was long, nearly mid-thigh. She put the shirt on and buttoned it, all but the top two buttons. Ashley reached into her chest of drawers for a fresh pair of panties -- then hesitated. She hadn't been wearing any last night. But no, Brad would be a lot closer today. She. "I did as she said."Does it ride up?"It did not."You see. I was right, you shouldn't need stockings any more - unlessyou actually do like wearing them."I did not reply to this, but simply removed the stockings and detachedthe suspenders."That looks much better," she said; "more manly, somehow. Previously itwas neither one thing nor the other! I'll leave you to get dressedagain, and you can come back to the other room when you are ready."I re-dressed; pulling my belt much smaller than ever. "Who the fuck knows. It seems that someone at the Church Camp believes in improvisation," I acknowledged."They did slip me this as I got off the airplane," Jeremy informed Alice and I. This turned out to be a preloaded syringe. "I was told that it was an inter muscular horse tranquilizer." So we know what they think will work for him. That makes the plan simple, get him in his SUV with his pants down and shoot him in the ass," I suggested. "Then we get him out of town then we call home for a. There's two reasons that Eric popped into my mind. One, he's just as handsome as my husband, second, well, we've both flirted with each other at times and there have been times when Adam and I are making love that I have imagined it was his brother instead. Well, it was an innocent thought but now it was growing into a possibility. Hmm, just how did I feel about sex with his twin brother? Eric was divorced, just about two years now. His wife decided that her boss had lots of money and could.