“Heels?”“Yes, of course,” is her reply.Go down and leave her to prepare herself. The decision had been made some time ago, that she wanted to ...e tied to the bed when she entertained two of us. Facing down legs wide open arse in the air, was her request. But once she had been pleasured we would have our fun in any way we chose.“Are you coming down?” I call up to her,“No, not in these heels,” she replies.A car pulls into the close and parks. A guy gets out and looks around for numbers. He sees. Something had changed between us and I wasn't sure what. She was a different person, not exactly the old Kaitlin."I'm going to pour us some drinks," Kaitlin called, reaching into the cupboard where I kept my whiskey, "You okay with that, Mr. Chef?" She teased, pointing at my apron."Fuck you." I called back, drying my hands and taking off my apron, before sliding onto the sofa in the living room. Kaitlin came into the room, placing the tumblers on the glass coffee table and filling them to the. Pom-poms!" Readying her weapons, Jennifer once again made a charge towards the monster's vulnerable legs from behind. This time, however, she had to stop short and dive sideways to avoid the missile that shot into the ground from the rear end of the missile rack. "Fuck!" Agreed!" Matt said. Alarms were sounding in his head as the damage to Panther accumulated. Then the monster got in a lucky shot, three missiles right over Panther's shield and directly into his left shoulder. The joint failed,. . get yourself all smelling of gas"? She'll think I'm an idiot.She smiled brightly. "Thank you, kind sir," she said, her voice like the tinkling of bells.I lifted the pump handle while she swiped her card and opened the fuel port on the white car, which I now discerned to be a Saturn. I'd been so fixated on her, I hadn't even noticed the embossed trademark on the back bumper."You're a very brave woman," I told her, as the fuel began to flow. "It could be very dangerous flirting like that on the.