I dressed up as Hugh Heffner and Denise was a Playboy Bunny. Denise could not find a real Bunny suit so she improvised and wore a black one piece slip...that looked like a one piece swimsuit with lace around the legs. Her tit's were barely concealed under the thin material. I asked her about showing so much, and she just replied "it's time we lived a little. Besides....I've got a great body and am not ashamed to show a little." Then she slapped her firm heart shaped ass!The party started and like. Grieg, Symphony in C Minor. The room began to take shape. It was not what I expected. I thought it would be a dark medieval castle. Torches would cast deep shadows. But instead I found a Parisian lady’s boudoir, pre-World War II. The men were off preparing for conflict—negligent of the women they would leave behind. The ladies entertained themselves in the rooms of Mademoiselle Katarina—a decadent 1930s slumber party. A fire burned in the grate casting shadows where the light of a lone lamp did. " The fact that she did know what he did was both exciting and worrisome."I've sent a message to my semptress. We'll go into town as soon as you are dressed. Annapolis obviously has no sense of style. I should have known." I was told that last night by several young women and one odd man, a very rude fellow that André called a pig-widgeon." Anne nodded, chewed, sipped and hurried into the front room in her slippers, her hair uncombed and tumbling about her shoulders and well down her back, a. She was in paradise fucking the man she loved. Lara could feel the tremors of a third orgasm building. The magical moment was ruined by the black native moving into her line of sight."Dats it. Ride that little white dick you sexy slut," said the cop. He grabbed and squeezed the bulge under his uniform. Lara trembled in fear at the sight of the monstrous bulge beneath the black man's trousers. Lara closed her eyes to hide the black man from her sight. She felt Ted squeeze her breasts just under.