She got picked up around 8:30 in the morning I never saw who was driving the van that picked her up.I got a call from her around 9:00 that night and I...could tell that she had way too much to drink. She said they weren’t at the golf course but at a bar down the road. I said I was on my way. When I got there I saw another woman she worked with making out with someone that was not her husband in the parking lot. I went inside to get my wife and saw her at the end of the bar sitting on a stool with. She was happily smiling though, brimming with her newfound confidence, and they danced and chatted for the next three dances. The dance band was very good, not too loud that conversation was difficult, often the problem with discos. His young niece glowed with happiness and kept thanking Tim for inviting her to this party, she was enjoying the dance, the dancing, the company, her dress, the jewels, everything.“Even though a few dances are with me?” he interrupted, coyly.“Well, Uncle Tim,” she. “I’m looking at a much better one right now.” Hearing Simons voice behind me I turned my head back to see him gazing hungrily at my arse.I smiled to myself as I unbuckled my jeans, sliding them down to reveal my luscious globes. I placed my hands on each cheek, pulling them apart to show him my tight hole. Simon’s eye’s widened as he observed my slutty display. When we first started fucking I wouldn’t of dreamed of doing anything like this, but my the whore side of me became more and more. ”“Excellent suggestion, Otton. I will assign it immediately. I know just the person for this project.”Otton added, “And I would suggest cases of arrows and a carrying case that straps to her back like the lance. Something that holds the arrows in while running would be excellent but also easy to remove an arrow. I have no idea if that is possible.”“I have some ideas. Alexa, I will be requiring your assistance from time to time for experimentation and sizing. What else?”Otton, “We’ll send you a.