She was very thin with virtually no tits, and also wore only thongs. She always had thong showing both front and back with straps on display. Her bra ...as hardly worth wearing she had so little up there. In fact she had more than once leaned over in front of me in a loose blouse, sometimes without bra, with some excuse or other (searching in a cupboard or picking something up from the floor) I’m sure to give me a really good view of her very flat, but very perky tits. And I made sure that I got. She did so and came right back without saying a word.Leading her over to where we put the hide out guns, I got out several smaller handguns. I took two Colt automatics that were .25 caliber with shells for them too. The next one was for me. It was a little .32 cal. revolver that I'd picked up years ago. I also took out shells for them too and put them in a small shoulder bag that was hanging on the wall.After that, I went to another gun cabinet that had the medium range stuff. I took out 3 AK. The gown was another of Rob’s gifts, so fine and light that it might have been spun from the substance of a cloud. It floated around her and concealed nothing. The rosy peaks of her breasts were as clearly revealed as if she were naked. A miniscule lace cache-sex covered her mound of fluffy golden curls. An urge seized her, an urge to tear off this whore’s garment and burn it. To wash the cosmetics from her face, seize up her scissors and hack her hair into a boy’s cut, and run away to sea. Maine bataya tha main sahar se dur rehta hun, toh wo subah hee banwa sakta tha apni gaadi. Maine kaha ruk jao raat mein yehi par agar koi aitraaz nahi ho toh. Wo ek baar mein maan gaya. Maine usse kamra dikhaya aur kaha kii agar wo badalna chaahe toh badal sakta hai aur maine usse ek towel de diya. Kareeb 20 minute baad wo naha dho kar bahar nikla. Ab jo maine dekha wo aaj mujhe anandmayi lagta hai. Usska rang Vidyut Jamval jaisa tha aur pura shareer halke bhure rang ka tha. Sudaul shareer tha.