I nock another one and aim a little higher. This one is pretty close, but my left forearm is smarting from the string slapping it. I root around in th... box again until I find a guard and I strap it on my forearm.I continue to work with the bow for at least half an hour. I move back to about 50 yards and try it again. When I am sure I can hit things relatively close I am happy. I see some woodsy style camouflageg clothing in the box, so I guess they want me to do some hunting. I have too many. She spun me back toward the mirror. I'm a skinny guy, so it was a surprise to see my shape bent into an hourglass. But dressed in this, with hips and chest wider than the midsection between, my body suggested a womanly lushness to it. My breath caught, and I discovered Lisa wasn't entirely joking - I could only inhale so deeply while my body was squeezed this way."I was ready to dress you up more, but just look at you! You can barely restrain yourself, and I'm not prepared to do it for you. She told him to sit down and went to look for them herself. The eggs weren’t in their usual spot and she had to bend all the way down to get them from the bottom shelf. Mason could see her delicious pussy from behind. She stayed in that position for a while allowing Mason to get a good view of what his cock was aiming at in the middle of the night. His dick suddenly stiffened and extended upward wagging like a bobble-head every time he moved. Upon seeing such an animated display, her legs. BeforeI knew what she was doing she had her own shoes off and was trying on apair of 2" heels which to my surprise fitted her. I could see that she hadto have them. My Paula was coming more out of the shadows with every moment. It was justlike shopping with Cathy! I pointed out that you normally pick shoes to match your clothes not theother way around but she just had to have them. I relented and they wereadded to our collection. I did query her as to how she knew her size andit seems she had.