Wolf sir.’ ‘What have you got in your satchel?’ ‘Cake and wine. Yesterday was baking-day, so poor sick Grandmother is to have something good, ...o make her stronger.’ ‘Where does your Grandmother live, Little Red-Cap?’ ‘A good two miles farther on in the wood. Her house stands under the three large oak-trees, the nut-trees are just below. You surely must know it,’ replied Little Red-Cap. The Wolf thought to himself, what a tender young creature. What a tasty bit of pussy, her sexy white legs bare. I ordered bug steaks for both of usI learned her name was Brit. She was wolfing down everything the staff brought to our table. She drank most of the beer I ordered.I told the waiter to contact the desk and have my suite ready. This included Champaign and strawberries.After we finished dinner I headed to the elevator, she flowed. I stopped in the hallway“I’m going upstairs to my suite. You can leave if you want.”“I was expecting Denny’s or something she replied”She walked into the elevator but. He hurried along down to Emma's car and checked himselfin the mirror to ensure that he had put Emma's make-up on correctly.By the time he had arrived at the office Adam had already been given thefinger by at least two sexist pigs on the road. Adam decided that hewould never be so rude to women drivers when he was back to being a man.The fake finger worked first time today and the fake Emma strode into theOffice to find that Myra and Julie were already in and making a morningcup of coffee.. His eyes travelled up the black silkstockings encasing slender legs, his eyes roamed over the black lacepanties, past the garter that held the stockings up he traced herbreasts with his eyes, her bountiful tits that all but spilled out ifthe black satin and chiffon bustier that hugged her body as she lay backon the bed. Brenden felt his dick immediately begin to stir as he mether brown eyes, luminous in the candle light as they twinkled back athim. “I thought you might be weary" she murmured to.