Only something was different. She had removed her stockings while in the bathroom. Her legs were not as far apart as before, so I could not see much p...ssed her knees this time. I had to piss, so I went into the bathroom. As I was pissing, my eyes caught a glimpse of her stockings laying on the floor next to the tub. Not only her stockings but her garter belt, stockings still fastened to it, and her panties! My heart was leaping in my chest as I realized, that she must have taken it all off to. You wanna tell me your side of it?” “Tell you what? Fuck you!” The young man bit his cheek and thought again. “Alright. I’ll begin. Your name is Donald Jefferson Bartlett, the Third – well actually the Second, since your grandfather was Donald Thomas Bartlett. You served in the Army Logistics Corps, but you’d like everyone to think you were some kind of Special Forces. That’s what Annie thought when she married you.” Don stood up and leaned across the table. “Who the fuck are you! Whoever you. I noticed her bodily changes. She is no more that lean girl who was bathing with me in this bathroom. She now has some flesh all over her body. Breasts are small yet attractive. Buttocks exactly fit her body. Standing under the shower, I moved my hands faster. My reddish head is now like a dim light appearing and disappearing at regular intervals. Hey mam, wait don’t waste your energy now. My door is not locked. I hear the clock alarming; it is 12 AM now. I have been lying on my bed for three. The ringlets framed her beautiful face, with its blemish free ivory complexion; with its cute button nose, emerald-green eyes, and lips the color of a pink rose.As he ogled downward, he shivered at the sight of her full breasts, curvaceous hips, and long sexy legs. He blushed, looked around, then quickly moved, shifting his trousers, hoping no one was noticing his swelling member.He decided he had to do something to keep his mind off Kandy, or he wouldn’t be able to hide his tenting prick. He.