On the way back down the stairs, Bud asked me to grab my laptop and cell phone. They were both sitting on the coffee table in the living room. Soon en...ugh I had the suit crumpled up in one hand, the laptop in the other and the phone stuffed in back pocket of the hiking shorts I'd decided to wear until it was time to head out for lunch."Go ahead and put the suit on," Bud told me once we were in the cavern. I did, wondering as I did why the cavern seemed different to me somehow this. There was so much! This woman?s wardrobe musthave cost more to maintain each month than I made in a year!Then I turned, hands trembling, to the drawers. Inside the top drawer Ifound piles of knickers. All were made of either satin or lace, fromskimpy little thongs to French knickers and some control briefs, alldecorated with pretty bows and details. Below that was a drawer ofbras. Most, I noticed, seemed to match the knickers in the drawerabove: low cut satin wonderbras, strapless ones, fuller. Andra was 5ft 7ins tall, slim bodied with straight dark hair that hung jury below her shoulder line. Her breasts were a B-cup that sagged slightly on her chest. She had a dark pink areola that surrounded a long rosy red nipple.Her mound was trimmed with her dark pubic hairs shrouding her pussy lips also.She stood there upright and proud, waiting for me to give her another instruction.'Go sit on the sofa ... spread your legs and start playing with your pussy whilst I undress" I instructed her.I. I still had Paul’s number in memory—why I’ll never know--but, then again, I still had Gail’s cell, too.Amy answered almost immediately. After exchanging pleasantries she agreed to see Sheila and me at ten the following morning. I suggested we call out for a pizza and Sheila agreed. It was a bit late to start cooking and neither of us was much in the mood for a big meal. I slipped on a pair of running shorts to answer the door and carried the box to the kitchen, laughing when I saw Sheila.