He walked on as instructed, and at the end of the road, he could make her out. She hadn’t bothered to park in the lot, but instead pulled off the ro...d and halfway under a tree. She was leaning up against the old flair-side Ford she had written of. It was a red, faded by the sun, time, and weather of Missouri. No cowboy hat today. Her hair hung long, brown like fine suede. And the sun lit its outline like a halo. She wore chaps. The cowboy boots too, with spurs no less. He walked up to her and. She quickly did as instructed. He took the cloth from her when she was done and tossed it to the corner without looking."Stand up." He instructed. She stood."Put this on and then tighten the straps at the front as far as you can." He told her. She took the black corset from him and did as instructed, careful with of injured shoulder."Now turn around." He instructed. She turned around.The dark purple string running the back of the corset hung loose. He leaned in close to her, hands holding her. No one asked me about that. And she was so hot. I could see her nipples hard in bikini top, poking through the thin material. She just reached out, her hand behind my neck, she pulled me close, and kissed me. Her tongue was in my mouth, slippery as an eel. My cock needless to say to erect. Then she broke away, smiling. Was she mocking me? “Fleur darling, time you rewarded your boyfriend, for all the hard work he’s done.” I said. “You joining us?” Fleur asked.“Later darling,” I said. I got up,. Do you mind if I stay awhile?’ ‘I…yes, I mean, no I don’t mind. Don’t forget you have meetings today. The first one starts at noon. Are you sure you can function without me?’ ‘Angela, I’ll be fine for a day without you, I swear. Now, where are the plates?’ Jack turned off the fire under the egg pan. Taking the coffee cup Angela held out to him, he took a sip. He took another and watched Angela move to the plate cabinet. Leaning against the stove, he watched as the night shirt rose up the back.