I next saw Misty sitting next to the preacher man all dolled up in an outfit that made her look positively matronly. She fit into the mature lifestyle...like it was just for her and hid her youthful looks under a layered look that hid her beautiful breasts and her glorious backside that needed male attention constantly in order to bloom brightly with seductive magnetism.My first thought was filled with skepticism about her ability to blend into the crowd because she was so weirdly strange only a. .. at least, you'll be able to see." Oui," agreed Madeleine nervously. "Daylight is best, Cheri. Mon Dieu, I wish... I wish you'd give up this whole idea, mon cher. We both love you so much. Is it worth it... ?" Don't be a fool," snapped Shannon from across the kitchen table where they all sat over coffee and his unfolded navigation map of the vast lake. "You think I've gone this far for nothing? No, Baby... not on your life. I intend to get that loot from the little fat czar, every dollar of. Sanders had told her to wear 'something that won't hurt from physical labour' so sneakers and a pair of stretch jeans seemed like a good idea for the lower half of her body. But what to wear on the top? The most practical choice would be a sports bra and a tee-shirt. Boring! In the end frivolity won out and she encased her boobs in a gorgeous lacy bra and put on a shirt that would allow plenty of visual access to her cleavage if she unbuttoned the top buttons.'I wonder what Mr. Savile Row Suit. She got on her toes to look inside my shirt pocket and lost her balance and leaned on me to steady herself. Her boobs pressed on to me and sent a shiver down my spine. She caught my shoulder to steady herself and looked inside my shirt pocket. Her hand on my shoulder and her body pressing onto mine made me get horny. All kinds of thoughts were rushing thru my mind. She looked to be behaving normally. My penis was rising and I could see it making a bulge in my lungi. Her hand brushed the bulge.