I had a dozen or so replies to my ad of which 3/4 were obvious time waster and pic collectors. i emailed the others back asking and giving more detail...as appropriate, gave them hotel name, time to arrive and my number to text when here.i then got ready. quick shower and facial shave - rest of me was smooth already. i then slipped on my outfit. black fishnet crotchless tights. black bra and corset. short black minidress long black wig and heavy slutty makeup. finished off with some patent red. I used my same argument on him about me being an experienced balloon buster, so he finally agreed to honor my request. Sure, he could have been ordered to mount those "fool" rockets, but it was better to have him doing it because he wanted to. I had to have everybody's full cooperation to make this idea work, and I was relieved when Sgt. Alfred finally caved in.We managed to scrounge up some launching equipment and some of the old rockets from stores because everybody had been too busy to worry. We were both laughing and tripping over things in the dark. He stopped in what I presumed was the living room. I felt my hips being pulled towards a dark shadow, I presumed was the couch, as he still guided me by my jeans. Im so glad I wore these&hellip, I murmured. Me too, but&hellip, With those words I felt my jeans pulled down. I was so surprised for a moment that my hands darted to try and cover up. Aww&hellip, dont be shy. I heard him say in the dark. With that I felt him closer in the. Her reaction was swift and she pounced on him, grabbing one ear andpulling him to his feet, grinding the little daisy earrings he wore inhis pierced ears painfully into his flesh. Then she'd pulled him towardsthe house, holding him by the ear with his head at the level of herwaist, his arms and legs flailing as he struggled to keep his balance.All the while she had shrieked at him furiously about what a naughtylittle girl he was, how she knew he'd soaked her deliberately and how hewas going to.