After a couple of emails back and forth, each getting a little more directly filthy than the one before, we arranged to meet up in the bar of my hotel...for the night. She'd sent a picture – but I was always pretty sceptical about these things, so it was a pleasant surprise when a petite but shapely young woman appeared in the doorway. She was wearing a loose fitting t-shirt which didn't give away much about those 34c tits she mentioned, but displayed a tantalising hint of pale shoulder and black. Once we got her seated I closed her door and got in the back with Mary. I grabbed Mary's hand, squeezed it and smiled at her. She smiled back. I let go, surprised she didn't attempt to pull away.We made our way home. It was quiet for most of the drive. I think all of us knew we were going to talk about Sara; how she was, what happened to her. But we were going to get home and do it there.Mom asked around and discovered that nobody had had anything to eat since lunch."Sara? Will you be all right. I offered to help, but was told to go away, and that lunch would be in twenty minutes. I grabbed a fresh ice tea and wandered off, finding Ken in the living room watching a baseball game on the Satellite TV system."This is the life," he hailed me with as I came in, hoisting his glass in my direction. "Too bad a teacher's salary isn't conducive to this kind of lifestyle."I didn't say anything to that, since my new life was conducive to this kind of lifestyle. Any lifestyle I chose, I realized as. Some sort of liquid was painted over it 'to stop it getting smudged when Susie kisses you'.When my makeup was finished, Kelly pulled out one of the most outrageous pieces of lingerie I've ever seen. It was scarlet silk; very skimpy and looked like a gift wrap ribbon.I was manhandled into the garment. Tight, lace-edged panties were pulled up my legs and into place round my waist. Material went from these up to a large bow, which settled across my chests, held with lacy shoulder straps. Kelly.