‘Ashley,’ said Sandy. She had her head buried in my chest and her arms held me against her as if she was afraid I would flee. I tousled her hair. ...��How have you been, Sandy?’ ‘Fantastic. I have Sam and Harri here, Jeff is home for the weekend and I met you. It’s like a big, long birthday.’ She simply bubbled. I couldn’t recognize the aroma, but I was sure Sam was in the kitchen whipping up some unknown delight. Sunny came down the stairs with a man who had to be Jeff’s dad. He reminded me of. . try checking out while collared and leashed to some man.I couldn't help myself. I stared boldly at that pimple-faced lad the whole time he scanned our purchases. My very glare dared him to ask me of my accessories. He only looked at you once, directly in the eye. That was enough for him to avert his eyes the rest of the time -- except for when it came to staring at me.Lord knows I'm no "looker", so I knew it was the collar and leash that had him staring. That's why I stared back at him.. They would order from a catalogue and the order would be delivered in a few days.Adrian decided that he would order only the essentials while he was losing weight. On the other hand he desperately wanted to wear a skirt or dress and would have signed himself into indenture to wear sexy silky underwear. He chose about six satin panties, two matching bras, two muumuu like dresses, a plain slip and some one-inch pumps that would fit his large feet. There was no use spending a ton of money on. I called Dave that Sunday -- the morning before their final game in Myrtle Beach. He was surprised to hear from me. We didn't do much telephone communicating while he was on the road. "How'd you know where to find me?" he asked."I called the Myrtle Beach Pelicans," I told him. "Said it was a family matter, and asked where the Keys were staying. When I got the motel, a woman answered, and I said I wanted to talk to the cutest, sexiest ball player she had in residence." And she connected you to.