He let go of her hands and lifted her shirt up over her head. She tugged at his loose tee shirt and finally got it over his head too. They were skin o... skin. Ellie had thought about this moment for so long, it felt like heaven. He was hard in all the places she was soft. His toned abs and his long, muscled arms... yes this was exactly where she wanted to be. She took control and flipped them over to where she was straddling him now. Ellie leaned down as her long strawberry blonde hair tickled. She shaved him from his neck down, concentrating on his testicles and legs until he was smooth.Back out in the bedroom, she stood at the foot of the bed, which still had the other lingerie sets he had been considering wearing just a few hours before. “Guess you really weren’t buying these for me,” she laughed, and picked out a sheer robe and matching g-string.“I’m back!” Heather called out.“Up here,” Emily yelled.A moment later, Heather was at the door and cast an appreciative eye on Dennis.. ”“Than working, you mean?”“Well, I was thinking that maybe I can go someplace else, like Paris or London, or Florence - one of those countries that welcome people like me as a refugee from here. Something makes me want to start all over again.”“The dream of being an expatriate, you mean?”“Something like that, yeah.”“I don’t know about that, Reggie. If you went away, how would you support yourself? You’d have to find work just like everyone here finds work. You may not be able to work at all. As I usher you into mycar, I’ve order you to open your leather trench coat sothat I can observe if you have followed my specificinstructions on what you were to wear to meet me.Unfastening the belt of your coat, you reveal to me theclothing you were to wear… what little you had beenallowed to that is – nipple chain, forest green lacecrotchless panties with matching garter belt andstockings.I slowly reach over and tug on the chain, your backarches from the mixed feelings of.