That I hunger to kiss before the nights end. I put on my robe and go to my closet where I pick my black,low cut satin dress. And find my heels that wi...l enhance my firm, fit legs. I go to my drawer and find my sexiest stockings and silky black bra. No need for panties tonite or so I am hoping. I return to the bathroom to apply my make-up and do my hair. I think up with just enough hair down to tickle my neck as if his lips brushing softly against it. I put on my stockings, they feel good upon. Her strapless light green dress just barely covered her bright red panties.I asked, “Patty, where did you buy that dress and those panties? My daughter wants a set just like that.”Patty replied, “At the mall. You know the little one up by the airport? They have a specialty shop in there. A lot of strippers and horny housewives shop there.”My wife said, “If you take our daughter you will wind up buying a set for Vickie too.”I mumbled, “It would be worth it.”My wife hollered up the stairs,. After the initial confusion over our introductions, as a recently returned from retirement police detective inspector and his young female assistant, and why the police were calling on him, Mary took a different tack to the one we took at the airfield.“Mr Petersen, your former pilot, Flight Lieutenant Bradford Gold, is missing and we have no idea where he is, even whether he is safe or in danger. We are exploring every single avenue to find him. We know you have been out of action for some. "You had sex with yourself last night? This is so crazy! Why would you even do that?" It was fun," her older self said. "It doesn't always happen though. Melissa told me--" I'm Melissa!" Melissa caterwauled softly."You are, yes. I am. She was. Here, I need to do this before I forget." She grabbed a ballpoint off her desk and held out her hand."What?"Older Melissa made a scribbling gesture midair. She beckoned Melissa forward; Melissa eyed her distrustfully. Her older self came over and took her.