"Come and get dressed girlie," shesaid, beckoning me with a crooker manicured finger.She made me wear her bra first, a silky while bra with some flowe...s onit. She stuffed these with some socks. Then followed the silk panty inthe same pattern. I drew in my breath sharply as Sonya pulled thepanties up. I could smell her perfume and the vodka on the breath asshe pulled them up and my hard-on tried to make its way out of thepanties."Tell Mr. Mount Everest to calm down. I'll get to him later,". She took a slight step on her right foot to open her legs a little more as I ran my fingers up between her legs and around her groin. I felt her pussy with my middle finger. As I stroked opening up her lips I could feel her becoming increasingly more wet. I slid my finger deep inside her. She let out a moan, louder than she had anticipated. She immediately looked at me and was biting her bottom lip to stop her from letting out any more noise. I picked up the pace a little, my finger entering in. She went downstairs to her husband, sketches in hand and asked him where they came from. Steve looked first at the sketches, then at Janie and his face fell. ‘Darling, there’s something I need to tell you.’ ‘What is it dear?’ ‘Twenty years ago I made a promise to you that I would never again turn a woman into a bimbo. I promised to give it all up for you.’ ‘And I love you every day for that sacrifice you made for me.’ ‘And I wanted to make that sacrifice for you, but I am weak. There were times. That was the first time; the only time in fact, she's ever actually met him. I just happened to be there at the same time." And why were you there?" Advice. It was a... difficult weekend. Things happened that had to be explained. Rebecca was part of the explanation." Explained to whom?" His parents." His parents? What could she possibly have to explain to his parents?" Why she needed his help. For some reason parents don't like the idea of their kids playing around with serial killers. That was.