The first thing I put on was a pair of panties; normally I don't wear any, but I was so wet that I didn't want to leave my wetness behind everywhere I...sat. My lust-filled mind had me grabbing a mini skirt and a white almost shear button up blouse, but realizing that this was the type of clothing I would wear to a club, I decided I’d better check to see what Ashley was wearing. I walked into her room in just my panties; I was so hoping that she would be nude and that maybe I could persuade her. When we got to the photo shop we had a wonderful picture taken and my mom took Edvard for the night. as much as I love my son I was so glad to have a full day with just Harvey.When me and Harvey got home I closed the door and went into the living room Harvey followed and said "Baby lets go into our bedroom" I got up knowing Harvey didn't want to go into our bedroom to sleep and I couldn't help thinking it was about time I got some. When we got into our bedroom Harvey pinned me to the door and. My ‘dolls’ are part of that solitary life and have been for a long time. It’s not that I’m particularly anti-social, I just enjoy my own company. I have a few close friends like Lisa, who spend time with me here, but mostly it’s me and my dolls. I assign names and personalities to them and they fill in the gaps in my life. But all of this touches a part of me I don’t think I’m ready to share with you. Let me show you my workshop, maybe that will answer some questions.’ On the top floor there. But I want to see her pussy hair. I want to see her breasts. I want to see her nipples. I want to watch her come out of the bathroom drying herself. I want to watch her put one foot up on the bed and run the towel up and down her cleanly shaven legs. I want to watch her run the towel over her pussy, rubbing her labia and clit.She turns again to her right this time and pulls the gown up to her waist. I see her rub her hand over her pussy but I can’t determine if she has panties on or if she is.