She undid the belt at his waist, unbuttoned his pants and shimmiedthe pants down past his hips to expose his deep pink panties.Valerie stepped back. ...Oh honey, those are darling little panties you'rewearing, but not as adorable as these." She fluttered the panties infront of his face and handed them to him. "Put them on," she commanded."... now!"Frankie was stunned. He moved almost as if in a trance to kick off hisheels and slide the tight jeans down his lean, smooth shaved legs. Witha. I eyed his torso; his skin was well tanned and looked to be smoother than glass. His slender body was well toned, his abs were slightly defined. I saw he had an inny belly button. His nipples were dark brown and erect and sat in the center of a lighter shade of brown areolas. As he pulled the shirts up over his head, I saw just a faint amount of fuzzy hair in his pits. He set his shirts down on the couch and placed his hands on the waistband of his pants and looked over to me. “I can’t believe. ” “Noted.” I wasn’t in the mood for her preaching. We walked in silence down the corridor towards a single elevator, in front of which stood two large men in matching black suites. Their hands were resting behind them, each with a look of indifference on their face. Neither acknowledged Sarah or I as we entered the already opened lift. “This is Sarah Fenderson. Take us down.” The doors closed and we descended the thirty-two levels, past the ground floor and into the depths beyond. After what. The building even had a pretentious awning that stretched from the front doors all the way out to the curb. I could see how the residents loved that little perk avoiding carrying an umbrella to their dinner dates downtown. The doorman was a big burly guy bordering on obese but with that still hard firmness that signaled he was not a chump by a long shot. I did my best not to make direct eye contact with him because I feared he might think I was challenging him and the last thing I wanted today.