I am wearing my collar. This is not a romantic dinner. My hair is pink and down, my makeup dark and heavy, my lips dark too. You are wearing your dead...liest black suit with a hot pink tie that draws the eye up your body to your intense blue eyes. We walk in, arm in arm and a steward greets us and takes our coats. I let him take mine slowly, watching his face as he sees what I’m wearing underneath. I smile sweetly and say, “Thank you.” You lead me to the bar, squeezing my arm just a bit too. Then she walk out of the kitchen, told me to have a seat on the couch, she sat across from me, she sipped from her coffee cup, and I couldn't help but notice that she really was just wearing a teddy, nothing else, and it wasn't very long, I couldn't stop staring at her privates, with suttle little movements I cept getting a glimps. As she crossed and uncrossed her legs I thought it glistned, at one point I was sure she knew exactly what I was looking at. After a few uncomfortable minutes she. There was a loud crack and Parker let out a scream when the flashlight made contact. I had no idea how much damage I might have done and I wasn't taking any chances. I lifted the flashlight and brought it down hard again. This time when I made contact the flashlight flew out of my hand and skidded across the floor. Parker let out another painful scream and then he lay still.I could feel his breathing as it went from ragged to even. I began to wonder if somehow I had caused him to lose. What a chance it was. I was holding the chair and enjoying her plump and sexy body. Unable to control my feelings I touched her waist. She was first shocked and she stared at me. I got frightened but gathered my courage and asked her to cool my burning passions. Probably she was also in the same need. She smiled at me got down from the chair. Immediately I hugged her tightly and took her to bath-room. We started cleaning our sweated bodies. I applied soap and rubbed her softy fleshy body.