"Um, it's not quite like that." He was about to explain further, but thought better of it. If Juanita wanted to know anything about his and Lulu's liv...ng arrangements, she should ask him herself. He was pleased that she liked him - a lot, according to her little brother.When Errol arrived at the restaurant the next morning at five forty-five, Ramon was standing by the door with a large paper bag, two quart Mason jars of chili verde and another of the enchilada sauce in a plastic sack. As he. Opening the door, I pulled us in as I flipped on a switch, bathing the small room with glowing light. His face was lit with astonishment - okay, so maybe I didn't think this through. Ignoring the facts, I quickly started into my barrage of questions. "Why don't you have friends? What happened to the guy I knew? Why don't you try arguing with me? What's happened to you?" A slow, sly sneer lit his face as his eyes brightened with cruel despise. "Why would you care? We are enemies, are we not?. I wore my usual jeans ,boots etc. The wife, well she was wearing black leggings over a sheer lace lilac g-string,come fuck me pumps, a matching camisole ,that disappeared somewhere between this and our next stop. She wore a short jacket over this. We started with cocktails hers was essentially a big glass of gin passed off as a martini. After 3 of these and a light dinner I asked what she would like to do next. Sge suggested we take a ride down Sunrise and scope out the strip clubs. So off we. We'd agreed a location and time. We'd worked out how we would know each other and just be sure, we had even agreed a code word! I sat in the hotel bar with my wife, both of us nervous and excited, not knowing what to expect. She looked so hot. Her skirt was not too tarty, just above the knee and it showed of her shapely ass and legs. The thin white blouse was nearly see through (just like Colin had asked for) and to be a bit more provocative my wife was wear a black lace push up bra. The.