I parked the car and moved to get out with her and walk her to her door, but she quickly spoke up, Thanks again Mr. Font. See ya. Then she ran off and...inside her house quick as a mouse. I shrugged and calmly drove back home. When I got home Rachel meet me wearing her fine black fishnet stockings, a black silken nighty, and a smile. I became instantly hard as a rock causing me to have a hard time taking of my clothes with it pushing up hard on my waistband. As I was tearing at my shirt and pants. By quarter past nine there was no sign of anyone stirring, so I wentback to the bedroom and got Wes out of bed."That was a great night Lyn, wasn't it?" He was full of himself. "Whencan we do it again?" Never in my lifetime Wes," I replied, "you're an oaf and on top of thatlousy in bed, not a patch on my husband Now get out of my house."I ushered him out as quickly as possible, all the time hearing himmutter about not getting any breakfast, then went to hopefully apologiseand make up with my. By the time she was done with me, she had me looking like a ’60′s socialite. She had my normally wavy shoulder-length dark hair pulled up in an elegant up-do. My makeup was fashionably understated. She did a great job with the eyeliner and fake lashes without making me look like a caricature or a clown. George came in when Katherine was putting the finishing touches on me. He looked fresh and polished in a very well-tailored dark grey suit, fitted white shirt, and a lightly patterned purple tie. "You must wear these during the day," Delrog explained, "The stench of your royal pussy will drive my warriors wild with desire, so it's best to cover it if possible." But you won't be needing these tonight, eh blondie?" winked Delrog as he moved over to what Katrina had thought was a small picture.With a start Katrina now saw what was truly there – a line of knickers hanging from nails.Delrog hung Katrina's panties on an empty nail."Do you recognise any of these?" he asked, "From left to right.