Only one way to find out.”I grabbed her by the shoulders and spun her so she faced the backseat. She obediently leaned over, and wow was it ever a s...ght. 50’s or not, Annalisa Sherrill had an incredible body. I put one knee between her legs and gave her a bit of a nudge, as I leaned around her and kneaded her nipples, feeling them harden. I got behind her and began to position myself, rubbing my thumb on that butthole.“Please. Not dry. You’ll kill me”. Again the game, but this had some truth to. I'd need something to hold the packs of bills together as I left with them, and then some method to transport and keep the end product. I settled on twine, Saran wrap and banker's boxes. The latter somehow seemed fitting.I bought several 'dollar phones' and rigged the speaker leads on my demonstrator phone to one of the blasting caps so as to find out if the phone's power was enough to set it off. One little 'Bang!' out in the countryside later confirmed that it was. I set about charging the. I walked in and quickly stripped off all my clothes in the small entry room, turning around I found a small table beside the door. On the table was a French maid’s outfit complete with stockings, suspenders, garter and high heels. Humiliation washed over me as I realised he wanted me to dress like a little sissy slut but strangely I welcomed it. Yes I was embarrassed, humiliated and ashamed of what I was about to do but at the same time all those feelings just turned me on more. Quickly. We have both been naked in front of him, but as a little girls, like my sister, and yes we knew he had wanks, we had listened to him grunting in his bed, and seeing his dried semen stains in his bed sheets, so nothing new there, but now, ovulating, my body and mind were focused on having sex, my eggs were urging me to seek fertilization.I heard sister talking in the kitchen then leaving, slamming the door behind her.I got out of bed in a mid thigh t-shirt, and walked casually into the kitchen.