Tammy had let her sexy natural blonde hair grow even longer and now whenever it was fully brushed out, her hair came down and touched the curve of her...ass at the bottom of her back. She came onto the dance floor that night with her hair up on her head with pins and the "Daisy Duke" outfit, but by the time she'd dropped the cropped top and then got down to only the denim wedgie, Tammy Leigh reached up, pulled a few pins from her hair and her gorgeous long blonde tresses fell freely down over her. I knew we were going to a pub in a town some miles away from where we lived, I dug out all of my hottest (come fuck me) gear and paid special attention to my hair and makeup, zipping up my high heeled over the knee boots my husband said "you look nice" with a wry grin (perhaps he already knew what I had in mind) we drove to the pub and parked in the car park, and went in, my husband ordered the drinks while I checked out the clientele, I saw a guy that caught my eye, younger than me, at a guess. " It was evident that the poor girl hardly knew where to put herself.I felt that if I left her in this state she might do even more damage than she apparently already had, so I decided to bring her fully under control immediately. "You'd better come to London right away to see me," I told her. "I'll meet you at Liverpool Street." Oh, James, I don't want to mess around with trains. Can't I drive up?"I had not realised she had a car, but it would be more convenient, I thought."Are you sure you're. Worthington didn't look a gift horse in themouth. The servants were all pleasantly surprised. The snobbish bitchstarted knowing their names and smiling and being pleasant. For thefirst time she even said thank you!It was six days before 'Larry' regained consciousness in the prisonhospital. He was still groggy. His doctors thought he was trying to actinsane so they would transfer him to a hospital! But they were tooclever to be fooled. Imagine Larry trying to tell them he was reallyMrs. Lindsay.