We followed the same plan Carrie had, snuggling, caressing, talking about nothing at all in quiet tones. When the time came, I pulled him to his feet,...telling him to shower. “I want you clean, so I can mark you with my scent.”He showered, noticing his new boxers when he came out. White silk. He donned them without comment, and lit the candles, settling in to wait.He looked at me when I walked into the bedroom, eyes widening in recognition. I had the same wedding lingerie Carrie had worn. We. Her dress even had been custom cut to have the dip for cleavage in theback. It had been expensive, sure, but Cindy was used to buying customclothing to fit her unique anatomy. She spent a fortune in backwardsbras alone. One nice thing about her condition though was when sheleaned over male patients to clean their teeth, she never had to worryabout them sneaking peeks down her top, because there was nothing thereto see.To Cindy's left was a dark haired slim woman named Melody. The woman wasvery. D from her sister." "Are you two bringing the booze?" "Hell yes! Every one's getting so hammered. Oh, you have to come!" "Long as there's Jager." "No shit, Hunter, of course we're having Jager. Just leave the supply to us, me and Carly are bringing everything!" It was adorable how she giggled and squealed with excitement. So innocent-looking. So cute. Like a life-sized, hot-pink teddy bear I wanted to squeeze and masturbate against. Her ride. " The count was silent, but continued to gaze around him. At length they arrived at the cemetery. The piercing eye of Monte Cristo glanced through clusters of bushes and trees, and was soon relieved from all anxiety, for seeing a shadow glide between the yew-trees, Monte Cristo recognized him whom he sought. One funeral is generally very much like another in this magnificent metropolis. Black figures are seen scattered over the long white avenues; the silence of earth and heaven is alone broken.