Sunday was another shopping day. First, we went back to the same lingerie store in Water Tower Place. This time, we purchased lingerie for me. A stop ...t the MAC store netted makeup 'essentials' — about two shopping bags' worth. Dianna promised she would have me a genuine makeup artist by the time of the fashion show. Who better to teach me than a showgirl who had appeared on stages all over the Midwest since age sixteen?Our next stop was the furniture store from which I had furnished my condo.. Actually the super duper smart phone had more than one number.Sylvia got around town on a moped. I honestly thought it made perfect sense for her. It kept her expenses down and allowed her to still have reasonable mobility. Now and then I would need to supply her with a car for my work.It seemed time for me to set up that company as Jennifer had been after me to do. I could buy a car in the company name and maybe even move the woody into the company name. I would have a lot of things to. The funny thing is that it felt good. So he came right back to do it again.That went on for a minute when the thought crossed my mind to let him fuck me. Ok nasty yes but who would ever know? So I lay back on the bed and put my feet up and let him really get into eating me. I am laying there about to cum when I feel him jerking. I look down and his red penis is hangin out and he is humping the air. I think he is thinking what I am. LOL. I lay back again and let him continue to lick me. . We ducked as we made our way into the pillbox. Guys must have been shorter in those days, I told myself. The octagonal interior of the little concrete building was a little disconcerting at first. Piles of sand had encroached quite a lot, but there was just about sufficient height for us to be able to stand. The place smelt a bit of piss, of course. These places always do! There were beer cans – local bitter, strangely – and empty Sterling fag packets. Someone must have bought a job lot!.