He silently sat on the small low-backed chair asshe watched him massaging his legs with the lotion. "That's good honey,make your legs nice and smooth ...nd soft. They'll feel just wonderful thisway when you put on your stockings. Now let's get you in a clean pair ofpretty panties."Lisa led the way back to her bedroom and Frankie followed sheepishlybehind. He realized she had made it a point to mention clean panties, andhe blushed furiously at the thought she knew he had shot a load of hiscum in. But before drinking it, he said,"I expect that some of what I have to say will be unpleasant to you, and I regret that. You may also hear secrets that have been in my family for literally thousands of years and have never been told to anyone who does not bear the name of Malfoy. Please use your discretion in deciding what to pass on to your friends. Don't tell them anything that in your judgment they really don't need to know." You can rely on me. The only thing any of us are truly interested. So what’s the dilemma? Well, in the case of what I’m going to tell you I have no idea where either this really started or where the end is either likely or going to be. I only know that I’m writing down what happened in the last hour while it’s still fresh in my mind's eye. I’m currently in a Hotel room by the way, and have just finished talking to and then continuing to watch my wife, Pat. I travel on business. Sometimes Pat comes with me, to the nicer destinations you understand. At other. I glared at her. "You called me a slut," she said."I love you like a sister, Wanda, but admit it, you're still a slut."She smiled and sat down, mumbling softly, "I love it when you talk dirty."I explained what I wanted and Wanda went to work, printing graphs showing the square footage of Denver leases that would expire during the three succeeding years. We projected lease renewal successes based on several economic formulas. Worst case, if the space glut continued, would result in a.