She turned and strutted off in her very high heeled shoes. She wasn't elegant she looked like a high class call girl. "Dad does Mom know? " "Yes. Look... son your mother and I have had separate lives …" Dad continued to talk but I watched his dumb blonde walk with her skirt caught on her suspenders showing every one the bottom of her ass cheeks. Beautiful ass cheeks! By the way. "Son are you okay? Got everything you need your mother thought you might be home sick? I laughed. I was glad to be at. "7.30?"“Perfect,” I say, and start to tidy the room and make it worthy for this goddess.Bang on 7.30 I hear a knock at the door. I open it and in steps my dream-girl. She's young, she's stunningly pretty, confident and her dress appears to hide a perfect body."Come in," I say, rather unnecessarily, and she strides into the room as if it's her room reservation and not mine. I point to the envelope and she slips it into her purse, clearly having assessed me as an honourable man.Stepping over. This was probably because she was wearing a lot more than anyone else present, or so she thought. Valerie looked back at Lucy and saw her awkwardly fussing in her costume. She stopped walking and allowed Lucy to catch up. "Feeling uncomfortable my dear?" "My costume, Ma'am. It just doesn't seem right." "It's very attractive, but not exactly appropriate for this type of event." Lucy shifted on her heels, feeling more awkward every second. What could she do? Valerie leaned in with a. Am given to understand by Princess Relix that-”“-piece of murder fuck shit crap damn tail eating scale rotting-”Relix’s voice was filled with more anger and fury than Merton had ever heard in his entire marriage.“-that I am to accept you calling me ... Speccy...” Speccy sounded less than pleased.“Awesome, Speccy,” Carlos said.“I better check on the waifu,” Merton said.“Don’t you FUCKING DARE CALL ME THAT!” Relix’s voice boomed over the radio.“Sorry, snoogums,” Merton said, grinning as he.