‘Do you like leopard print on other things besides cats?’ she asked in a low, sensual voice. ‘Yeah, sure,’ I replied quickly. ‘Hmm, I’ll h...ve to rememberr that,’ Marlene replied in her patented, sexy voice. ‘What other things do you like? What do you like on your women, Michael?’ ‘My women?’ I asked, laughing hard into the phone. ‘Yes, your women, and by women, I mean, me. What do you like as far as clothes, looks and that sort of thing?’ she asked in her best soft, seductive voice. ‘Marlene,. Fuck it, just do it."I bought a little something to try and think this might be a good time to try it. Will you trust me, baby?" Ummmmm, I guess so. What are you talking about?" she asks looking a bit nervous."Please, take your jeans off, and lay back against my chest inside my legs." What? What for? Out here?" she says abruptly sitting straight up."No one is around. I can cover you with a blanket if someone comes. Just trust me. I will stop anytime you tell me. I am not trying to have sex with. ‘Alright, one more, but then I really have to go.’ Brandi laughed again as she raised her hand to get the attention of the waitress. ‘Uhuh, you know you love us Angie, ain’t nothing you can do about it.’ Angela just shook her head, knowing that there was no winning with Brandi when she was like this. ‘Whatever you say, sweetie, but I’m serious, just this one and then I’m going.’ Angela took a sip of her drink, looking around the table at all the girls that she was close to, listening to the. I was surprised to see pocket doors on a house this old. Even more surprising was the ease with which the obviously heavy wooden doors moved on their tracks into the wall. Completely opening these oversized doors almost seemed to merge these two spaces into one large room. Both the parlor and the dining room had large brick fireplaces along the outside wall. I opened a single pocket door in the dining room and found that I was in a very short hallway that led to the kitchen.Walking through the.