Now safe, I peel the outer shell away,Select a skirted suit and slingback pumps.This is the true expression of myselfThat all the outside world will n...ver see.I wash away the dirt of the outsideAnd shave my legs till they are silky smooth.I paint my toes a bright and sexy red,Put on my bra and slip my boobies in.Gold necklace and earrings are got on.Are my nails dry? Yes. I slip into my pumpsAnd pull the straps up around my heels.I put my coat and skirt on. I admireMyself in the big mirror.. In this installment, she takes him up on his offer. ———— December 27 I fixed us a simple dinner of peppercorn-crusted steak, garlic mashed potatoes, and grilled asparagus with almonds. And then, when everything was ready and the candles were lit I brought out a bottle of Cline Zinfandel. Monique’s eyes went wide. ‘That’s my favorite!’ she gasped, and that’s when I knew that my Christmas wish had come from her. She confessed during dinner. It was a beautiful evening. I had set up the table out. Officer Colburn met us just inside. Either she had set the matter aside or I looked in enough control of myself, because she neither said nor looked disgruntled in any way. Then again, she may have been, and used her cool cop expression to cover it. Either way, it was her problem. We needed to focus and her professionalism was what I needed.Other officers were already gathered, waiting to help search and were glad to hear that I hadn't been hurt as badly as everyone had thought. Apparently my. Then it happened; “I'm coming” I said through a mouth full of muff. “I can't hold out any longer” I said as I climaxed, much to the delight of all present, who laughed, whooped and clapped at my orgasmic performance.Feeling quite exhausted, I made my way to the bar once again.“I can see by your eyes that you're really getting into the spirit of the evening” the barman chuckled as he handed me my next order.On my way to the next room with a round of drinks, I passed a room with the door open,.