Hand crème soothed his skin, but did little to cool down his touch. Sorting through old keepsakes one day, I found my wedding dress. In a little pl...stic bag were my bridal veil, stockings, a spare garter, silky French-cut panties plus my sheer white nylon gloves. I decided for Doug that he needed a break from sanding the headboard, so I undressed and laid out my bridal accessories. I put on the gloves first so that I couldn’t catch a run in my nylons and tugged them on. I still loved the. You: the tentacles finish taking your clothes off (ok)- my my dear your body IS perfect- the tentacles wrap you up as the begin to caress and massage your breasts and clitoris- youll make the perfect incubatorStranger: -im freaking out in my mind but my body wants the juices so bad so i dnt do anything but let u use me-Stranger: -i moan outloud at ur soft creamy tentacles touch on my lower body-You: one of the tentacles finds your ass and begins to play with it-theres a reason they arent using. Parker? What are you doing?"He smiled tightly. "I'll just take this." I told you. That's private property. You can't have it without a subpoena." Mr. Sims, I suggest you get a better lawyer. On school property, everything is subject to inspection and confiscation." He can't do that, can he?" I looked pleadingly at Robbie.She hesitated. "I think... I think he can."Parker smiled and started walking away."You won't get away with this," I told his retreating back.I could hear him laugh as he turned. Nearly.“It all depends on the weather. No point in going to the beach if it rains.” I smiled. “I like the rain, rainy days.” His eyebrow rose and I felt the need to explain. “Well, it can be an excuse for not doing anything. Just staying in bed all day, listen to the sound of the rain, snuggling up with a cuppa and a good book.”“Not with a boyfriend?” he teased me and I smiled a crooked smile. “They weren't into that kind of thing.” I stretched and reached for my can of cider, took a sip. The.