My wife doesn't wear sexy underwear nearly often enough for my liking, but she always looks good in it, before I take it off her that is! And I was go...ng to be there, so what harm could it do?So, a couple of weeks later we arrived at the photographer's studio. Sue had brought along, at his request, a selection of outfits to wear. These were essentially her nicest sets of underwear, girdles, suspender belts, stockings, heels, and a couple of nice robes. The guy himself, Mark, was very welcoming. This rarely happened to her and everything felt unreal. She remembered going to bed early, although she couldn’t remember when and how. Her stomach protested like a hungry bear awakening after long months of hibernation. She picked herself off the bed to get dressed and go have breakfast. Her muscles worked, but every movement drained whatever energy was there.As she went to change her blouse, she noticed that she was wearing it inside out. Was it possible that she left her room the night. As he sipped it, he noticed that Juliana had folded up the chakin and had put it in the kama of still hot water. “What is she doing with that?” he wondered as he finished taking some more sips of the tea. He turned the tea around one hundred and eighty degrees and after bowing low, presented it to Juliana, She took the tea and after the ritual turning took a sip. Then she presented it back to Robert after bowing once more. Robert finished the tea and put the bowl down. Juliana was staring. .. get him ... to hole ... cave ... now!”“Oh, holy fuck!” I looked back and forth between the two of them a couple of times and said, “You first, Bro! You’re still alive!”He nodded his agreement.They each had to weigh at least two hundred pounds, so I didn’t think I could manage carrying them up the hill to the tree. I dashed back to the ATV and the birch tree. I grabbed the trunk of the tree and pulled. The ground around it lifted and fell to the side, opening the hole to the cave beneath it..