My forearms were covered in lacey fingerless gloves that reached up tomy elbows and my fingernails were long, oval and painted a glitterypink.The hair...was the next ridiculous thing to the dress. Gone was my usualclose cropped hair cut that I usually had and in it's place was a maneof perfectly styled blonde ringlets that reached down my back and on topof it all was another bow, this one was pink held held it's position sowell that it must have been starched.I took in my face. This wasn't my. Knowing he had to hide, he quickly started backpedaling towards the closet. However, unbeknownst to him, Lan's foot landed on Liz's pair of drenched black panties. Friction doing what it does, Lan lost his footing and landed smack on his head. To make matters worse, the pair of sweat-soaked panties had somehow flung in the air and landed on Lan's face. Knowing he was a dead man, Lan reached his hands towards the heavens in his final respite of peace, and Liz entered her room, sopping wet. She had long, high heeled black boots that zipped up the side and stopped just below her knees. Her nipples were concealed by a short, buttonless, sleeveless bolero.He had ordered her to braid her long red hair into a French braid. She had the long double strand of pearls he had given her on their first anniversary. Her green eyes sparkled behind her wire rimmed glasses. Bailey was very apprehensive when he drove to the garment district, which had lots of new eating places and upscale. She made him sit up with his back against the headboard and sat between his legs. Leaning down, she licked his head and lowered her mouth on him again. Christian was having a hard time forming thoughts and words. Only things coming out of his mouth were gasps and moans. Her lips were driving him insane and he was loving every moment of it. He opened his eyes after he was settled on the bed. When he looked down, he saw her dark hair covering her face as her head moved up and down. Chris felt.