Bright colors, she said, preferably orange. When I told her the only jacket I had with me was dark brown she popped into the back room and emerged wit... an orange vest; the lodge, she said, kept a few on hand "just in case."I thanked her and took it gratefully. It would be ironic indeed to have escaped Walter and Cesar Romero both and then get shot down by some myopic weekend warrior too dim-witted to notice that his target had two legs instead of four and lacked a rack of antlers. An irony that. The book dealer had screamed and cursed but when faced with most likely going to prison had come up with the cashier's check as a settlement.I also had a rather large check from the sale of the antiques from the den and the basement of the house. Three prestigious antique dealers had bid on the items at an auction held the previous week. I was shocked when the total proceeds were over a million dollars. The auctioneer took ten percent of the proceeds leaving me with a separate cashier's cheek. It was either that or on the train.I felt myself getting hard at the thought of Chad being so horny. I wanted to know details, but my lecture was about to start, so I had to take a raincheck. I just texted him back: In that case, enjoy this one too! And I sent him the next clip.This went on for most of the day. By the time we finally got to Skype, I could tell his lust was practically boiling over. Mine was too, for that matter. I wanted to reach right through the screen and fuck him. As Amy clipped the first strap onto the corset she leaned even closer and could smell her juices. Amy shifted slightly and clipped the other one on the front. As the other two needed to be clipped onto the back istead of moving behind her Amy leant against Claire and reached behind her. Her face was now nestling against Claire's ever wettening pussy. She felt Clairs part her legs and her breathing get heavier. Amy moved her face slightly and kissed Claire's pussy lips. She adored the taste of.