“So,” I spoke, not expecting her to hear me, “this is what you mean by ‘clothing store’?” She heard my remark and turned - a lingerie tuck...d in her hand. Now now, don’t be like that. I’ve always wanted to enter stores like this. “And what is it that makes an underwear store special?” “Calling lingerie underwear is a blasphemy to the world of couturières she retorted with a firm hand. A firmness that softened immediately as she placed the lingerie near her cheeks and let out a romantic sigh,. The wolf stiffened and Morales could hear a low growl coming from deep within the animal. "I'm going to put this around you, or you're going to have to bite my ass."The volume of the growl increased as Morales wound the seine several times around the wolf's middle, before cinching it tight and tying it at the animal's back. The growling never completely ceased, but was now mostly just a low rumble that expressed Lobo's irritation. It wasn't an "I'm going to kill your ass," growl. After he had. I held her hips and started moving her gently back and forth in short strokes."Now you are ready, Lenore," I said, smiling at her and letting go of her hips. "Start moving."I watched her move tentatively, her big tits jiggling and her nipples erect. I held her hefty tits and kneaded them gently, gazing into her beautiful green eyes. The excitement seemed too much for her naive body. Her eyes started to defocus. "Hey, Lenore," I called. "Keep looking into my eyes, don't get carried away." I did. Thanks. I’ll let her know. See you soon. I think I need to be there soon anyway.”Melinda was both scared and relieved. One of the other girls, she thought it was probably Veronica, had given the names of everyone she knew to be there to someone. What was shared would either let Melinda off the hook or make things worse, but they’d come to a head one way or the other.A week later, Rod passed a message that we needed to meet Brenda Francis again, same place, same time, same day.When we got there,.