"I love my car," I shrugged. "You can keep or sell everything else." "Even the hunting cabin?" Mark asked. "Especially the hunting cabin, you can bull...oze the damn thing if you want," I laughed. Mark laughed with me. He knew how much I hated that cabin. It was in the middle of nowhere, in the mountains. The water hardly ever worked and it smelled horrid no matter what I had tried to do to take the smell away, it smelled of death and decay. "I am going to miss you," he said as he stepped closer. I slipped them on. My cock jumped atthe feel of the material. No way I like this, I told myself. I glanced inthe mirror. My small cock (barely four inches erect) was barely visible inthe ruffled panties.I went through the rest of the boxes. I found a garter belt and stockingsboth in black. I struggled to get the stockings on (making sure not to tearthem as her note admonished). There was a body shaper. I could barelybreathe with that on.Then there was the big box. It wasn't hard to figure what. A good omen perhaps?The attorney's chambers were just off the town centre. Before Alfred went in he showed me his business card; Jake's finest product. He had added an old-fashioned printing plant to his set-up and thrived on projects like this. With their heavy white stock, elegant typeface, and crisp printing they would impress royalty."Alfred, everything is perfect. Just act sufficiently arrogant and use the Heavy Matter well. However long it takes, I shall wait for you in that pub over. There was a particular student that caught her eye. She was at the adjacent table with her head in her books. Sasha’s eyes filled with lust as she eyed the beautiful green eyed brunette. She looked at her sexy shapely legs that peeked from under the table. Her eyes traced the outline of the sexy student’s body. She admired her beautiful skin tone and the hourglass shape she was rocking. “Mmmmm......fucking delicious.” she cooed. Sasha nibbled on her pencil and crossed her legs to relieve the.