I ran into the next car and told everybody to remain seated while I went after the other bandits. To my surprise, I got no arguments. I guess that the...e was no man in there what wanted to demonstrate his bravery. I ran to the end of the car and looked through the door to see what was going on in the next car.I guess that the bandit in that car had heard the shooting and figured that something bad from his point of view was going on, or maybe I was just wearing the wrong color hat. Whatever the. As we were wrapping up Cindy asked her mother if she could convert the black half slip that she had worn with her black dress into a belly dancing skirt. Mary agreed. Cindy went and got the scissors and proceeded to cut a number of slits up almost to the waist. I took some additional belly dancing shots with this new costume. I then put the camera battery on the charger. A short conversation with Ann. At one point Ann and I were alone. Ann wiggled her fanny and asked: ‘Am I ‘a piece of ass?” I. I begin by caressing my nipples as I stand naked, looking into the mirror. I then sit carefully down on the new lubed plug that I've left on the nightstand beside the bed. It's one step larger than the small one that Claire gave it to me when she introduced me to anal sex. I walk around a bit, feeling my ass adjust to it. I walk over to the bed, lie down, and clip a plastic clothespin to my left nipple. I touch my heels together and pull my knees up to just the right angle. I part them wide. "Ready?" I asked."Sure. You look ... cu ... nice!" he said quietly, unsure how he should talk to me."Why thank you, Eric. Just an old housedress, but I have always liked it. It's comfortable and cool. I swirled around for him and the skirt billowed."Air-conditioned!" I laughed. He blushed madly, the poor guy. Anything referring to under my skirt made him blush.We went through the back door of the large three-car garage and I pointed to the hanging chain that pulled down a rickety folding.