My curiosity was peaked and it was all I could think of all day. After supper, I took a nice long hot shower, shaving my legs and pussy until they wer... silky smooth. Putting on a satin robe that came to my knees, I found Jon in the living room reading the newspaper. ‘I rented us a movie’ I said as I walked past Jon, giving him a whiff of the perfume I had lightly spritzed myself with. ‘Are you interested?’ ‘What’s the title?’ he asked while reading the sports page. ‘Loose Lips Sink Dicks’ I. I hate that creepy voodoo stuff and never thought it would ever do anything for anyone. I was wrong!Since Liz turned 15 she has had a number of small illnesses. After seeing her Doctor time after time mom took her to the Santaroís and they prayed and prayed over her. I figured it was a con as mom had to pay for these pray sessions. I watched as they blew cigar smoke and poured rum around Liz and even sacrificed a chicken to their gods. Santeria is like Catholic Saints Name given to. I always park a few hundred metres from the sho! p as this gives me the chance to be seen out in public, so getting gracefully out of the car I walked over to the shop. Making sure to look and feel confident I sashayed my hips sexily, feeling the gorgeous skirt lining brush against my nylon clad legs. The slight breeze sent ripples of pleasure racing through me as I felt it gently caress my blouse and stockings. My heels clicked loudly on the pavement announcing for all to hear that here was a. Peter by now had stripped off his t-shirt, she marvelled at his physique, the way his muscles moved, the definition of them across his back and shoulders. Just when had he got so well into shape? She wondered. Has she been so unobservant to not see these changes in her husband? Peter acknowledged her presence after retrieving his daggers from the plank, not once during this time had he missed his mark. The plank was riddled with impressions from the points of the daggers, and not a single.