Now, he'd thrown me a curveball. Slowly, with slightly nervous movements, I slipped my arms out of the long sleeves and peeled off the dress until it ...ell to floor. “That's better.” He smiled approvingly as I stood before him in just my black lacy bra and thong, my stockings and suspenders and heels. I knew that sex would be on the cards tonight, but not like this. I tried not to let my face betray my conflicting emotions. Part of me wanted to run out of the door, away from the searing heat of. We'd be destroying the careers of a good judge and a dedicated prosecutor for a lost cause," Michael protested."Still ... if public outrage and the weight of evidence were great enough..." he wondered aloud.The key planners of the pumpkin snatch were gathered around Steve and Marie's fireplace. They'd called in Bob Zaglinder to consult with them. They needed his political experience. The swamp had gotten deeper and uglier."Tell me, Bob," Steve asked. "What the hell was the point of having those. On the last one I joked that we have to stop meeting like this which brought a big smile on her face. She was quite a good looking woman, jet black hair about shoulder length, probably about mid forties, nice breasts and beautiful long legs which she was showing off in a pair of shorts. She wasn't fat but not skinny either. We passed each other in the parking lot and smiled exaggerating the distance between us as if avoiding another crash. I went to the liquor store to get some Scotch and wine. Fir hum ghar pahuch gaye mene gate khola or hum sofe par beth gaye or chachi boli abhi hamare pas bahut time he chal me coffee banati hu or vo kitchen me chali gayi jab vo ja rahi thi to me unki matakti hui gaand ko dekh ke pagal ho raha tha to me bhi unke piche jaake khada ho gaya or unki gaand ko dekhne laga vo piche mudhi or boli kya dekh raha he mene kaha chachi aapki gaand badi pyaari or badi he or unki gaand pe haath ghumane laga chachi ko bhi accha lag raha tha fir humne coffee pi or jab.