Jasmine and Alex had invaded the basement, my personal sanctuary, the entire afternoon almost. By the time they left it was almost 11 o'clock at night... I took the opportunity to snatch back my area of course, but frirst i had to take my shower and get ready to go to bed. That's when all sanity went to hell....... I had grown into this habit of walking out of my bathroom and getting dressed in the rec room since i was used to no one ever coming down there, tonight that wasnt the case.. She engaged me in girl talk about makeup, cloths, and Peter. How awesome!!! That alone was worth the price I payed for the wig. After I was done with the hairdresser I started trying on frilly cloths, flirting with Peter, and gradually escalating our physical intimacy. I tried on a red ball dress for him and while I was looking in the mirror he came up behind me placing his hands on my hips he grinded his groin against my ass. I was so hard it hurt and so out of my mind with desire for him I. The story he'd told the baddies was one he hadn't mentioned to me before. There were some boxes of junk in the back of his garage, one of which contained an old toaster; and there were old cans of paint too, so the baddies had stuff to keep them busy, hopefully long enough to either get caught (surely there'd be cops around) or somehow lead the cops to us. The chance of someone else finding us (say the local city's regular Basement Safety Inspector) wasn't looking too hopeful, given Boss's lack. We wished you would have done so a second or two earlier, but all is good.” As Twain said those last few words, he gently patted the chrome grill on the front of the hunter green Kenworth truck.Lisa simply stared at the two Energist beings for a couple of seconds after Twain’s explanation. She pushed slightly away from me to stand fully erect in front of the Energists. My busty girlfriend then filled up her lungs with air before lighting into the Energist beings like only a fully enraged.