I gave her a “two thumbs up” emoji response.Dani messaged me back after a few minutes and said that one of the three passwords worked.“I owe you...” she added, “Now I have connectivity!”I messaged Dani back and told her we could discuss compensation the next time she was into the antique store.About a week later, as I was working, Dani back channel-messaged me and said she ‘d be at the antique store that afternoon. Lucky me, I was going to be in the office as well, so I told her to tap on the. You wrote that we should meet in the bar of the H.H. in three hours, we had much to discourse. Before we know it we were both sitting in the bar drinking sampan cocktails and talking about everything and nothing. The hours went by, and the sun came down, but we kept on talking. Then you asked me to dace and I said yes. You took my hand and dragged me to the improvised dance floor. We dances too slow songs. And the slower they got the closer we got. ---there is no rose this time---you said. What I didn’t think about was by this time she had undone my shorts which were starting to fall down revelling my really hard and wet cock. She started to smile and said we should go onto the lawn and pulled up her t-shirt and black bra to revel a fantastic pair of tits with a lovely pink halo and really hard little nipples, she pulled her t-shirt back down but left her bra rolled up under. “Ken” she said “you married the wrong sister you know, right from the first day I ever saw you I knew. They were the garments Britney wore during “I’m a Slave 4 You.” “What the hell,” I said out loud. I put them all on, and then sat on the couch in the room. I waited several more minutes when finally the bathroom door opened. My jaw dropped at what I saw. Britney was dressed as she was in her very first video, “Hit Me Baby One More Time.” “Well, I’m glad you like. I see you had the same idea. Might I say yummy?” I had forgotten how I was dressed. “Yeah. Well, I figured that you worked so hard on.