My next surprise through the pleasure haze is who was there. Off to my right as I turned my head was a line I hadn’t expected; though I didn’t rea...ly care by this time. They stood off to the side out of the light that softly bathed me in the center of the room. At the head of the line I saw my UPS man, who made deliveries weekly because of my home shopping fetish, next were my two son in laws, who I had fucked before, and then, Oh my God, my grown grandson. He had a huge smile on his face. Next. She was holding a cellophane packet of what looked that panty hose. She saw my confused look and pulled the stockings from the package. “These are a cross between panty hose and gartered stockings,” she said, holding them up for me to see. Indeed, they looked like panty hose except that they had an open area below the hips. Continuous straps connected the waist band to the stocking legs. “You can wear these conveniently just like garters and stockings… you know, with easy access when needed…. Her journey appeared tobe coming to an end and whatever fate had in mind for her lay down theenchanted road.After cleaning up her campsite, as the sun broke over the horizon thenext day, Aislin thanked the ancient swamp for the company during herjourney. A strange thing to do perhaps but she felt that it appreciatedthe gesture. The O?che Foraoise, which had seemed so intimating atfirst, no longer felt like a stranger and as she took her first steptowards the castle, she didn't feel as alone.By. I use to flirt a lot with her. We planned to meet. But the problem was her husband and she had a child of 10 months and she could not leave him alone. She tried convincing her husband to let her go to Mumbai by making up a story.the Post few days she gave me a good news that her husband agreed. We finalized the date as for Thursday, and a noon flight so that we can spend Thursday, Friday and Saturday. I have to take just Friday as leave. Her mother was a government employee and she applied for.