. I'm fine... Go on, I'll catch up with you later," she said. Or so she hoped; whatever sounds were coming out of her mouth were foreign to her. She w...s somewhere on the wrong side of rational speech. But they appeared to work, because Russell left, taking his entourage with him, without a backward glance.For a while she lay there, staring dimly at the wall. She felt drowsy, lethargic, tired the way she was after a good bout of exercise. It was a good tired, and that made it worse. She'd heard. ”The phone clicked. I bowed my head for a quiet moment, then I punched up Cindy.“Hey, babe!” my redhead chirped. “What’s up?”“Mister Barton...”“Oh no ... We haven’t seen in him the last few weekends...”“Found out why. He’s ... bad way. His wife called us. He asked if you and the Munchkins...”“Visit?”“Yeah.”“Drive. I’ll borrow Tina’s Suburban.”“Gather the Clan,” I said. “Warn ‘em. This might not be pleasant.”“You know the Munchkins,” I said. “They’re up to it. Done properly.”Thirty minutes later. I enjoy the moment, careful not to wake him so I breathe softly. I still can’t believe it, after all this time, the dream I wanted most of all has come true. And I count my blessings, of which there are many.I slip from the bed carefully, the tiles feel cool against my bare feet. I throw on his old t-shirt, it smells of him; manly and musky. There are holes where it has worn, but I love it. I pad into the kitchen and put the coffee on, he likes his strong and black.As I wait for the drip, drip,. Debbie was shocked to see only a very short skirt, a black thong and a cotton tank top. She slipped into the skirt and felt the air on her bare cunt. Next she pulled the cotton tank top down over her tits. Then she pulled the little black thong dividing her firm ass cheeks. Debbie bit her lower lip as she could see the white flesh of her breasts poking out the sides of the tank top.“We’re going shopping.” Stephanie announced and headed for the bedroom door expecting Debbie to follow.“And now,.