"I know." Margaret snorted."Then why did you?" Abigail buried herself behind her drink and just hummed. Margaret smiled as she filed the first file aw...y, and then the second on a different drawer. "Moira's no angel, we know that," she told her but licked her lips as she took another sip of her drink. She passed a file over to the desk and looked at Abigail. "Put that it the top drawer under "Parkinson, please love."Abigail filed the folder and got passed another one, and another. Margaret. Baal bhige hue towel lapet rkha tha dimag kharb ho gya tha vese tho mai gandi nazar se bot tym pehle se hi dekhta hu par ab bda ho gya tha tho hawas bad gai thi bua ne kha chal tu niche beth mai change karke aati hu par muje unko nanga dekhne ka bot man tha isliye mai khidki ke zra se ched me se unko dekh lga mene dekha bua ne towel khol diya “omg” mait dekh ke pagl sa ho gya tha bua ki choot ek dum pink n boobas itne gore or unka nanga badan dekh kr mai mooth marne lga or unhone black bra. Legs up high,” he barked. I did what he said. It wasn’t my idea of how I wanted him to see me exposed for the first time — my pussy open wide and splayed in front of his face — but I had the feeling that little would be my idea with him. He looked deeply into my wide open hole. Thank goodness I shaved before I came over. “Let this grow out a week or two,” he said. “I’ll want you to get a Brazilian. And get your manicure, pedicure and whatever else you get done at the salon, too. Make the. Dammit!I had an idea of what might have happened in my absence and my wife confirmed my suspicions when I got home. Later that day, a message from Jim did too. The next day, Jim surprised me with a story he wrote about his visit! It turns out that he writes pretty well and I have decided to post it here, almost verbatim...except for changing the names and some minor editing!(See below!)Soon after Tammie and my buddy moved into their new house, she gave me an invite to come up and see the place..