You’re allergic to grape. What are you going to do with a wine cellar?”“I’ll think of something.”“You could refrigerate it and keep kegs c...ld,” said a nosy parker at the counter.That got agreement from the entire counter ... and the waitress at the till.“I know,” I said. “I can have the staff serve wine to guests watching the movies.” Absolutely brilliant!“What movies?” Bobby said.“What guests?” said the nosy parker hopefully.“Who ever I invite to watch movies at my state of the art home. "What? I've got a business dinner in forty-five minutes, and I have to change." Ten minutes is all I ask. I need your opinion on something, from the point of view only a woman can provide. I'll even get you a consultancy fee."Ah, money. She sat down."All right, I've got a client who's preparing a lawsuit. This research should help him quite a bit. It's about the price of pussy."Her eyes grew wide and she started to say something but I stopped her. "Hear me out. I got my friend at the police. She’d jumped in the pool with her panties on, and the white cotton fabric was now transparent, and clinging to her body. With Anna passionately kissing his friend, the other man deftly slipped his hand down the front of her panties and began to touch her pussy. The only reaction from Anna was a breathlessly uttered sentence, “You can take them off.” It was at this point I felt I really had to make a call. But in the end, I was too excited at the prospect of watching my friend’s slutty wife let. ." Jason whispered, shocked by the revelation."Show me your panties."He unbuckled his belt and just revealed a peek at his polka dot panties.She laughed at his shy nervousness. "Get it over with, Jasmine." Jasmine? Don't call me-" Drop your trousers, Jemma." My name is-" Jenny," she grinned, and then gasped as his erection stirred. "Yes,Jenny. Now show me your panties."Jason reluctantly let go of his trousers and they dropped to the floor,revealing his polka dot briefs - the front satin panel.