I tried one of them it had elastic so it fitted well on the girdle and had legs to cover half my thighs keeping the succulent part of thighs open.Perf...ect. I put them on and went to look for a short kurta I had. It reached just below my waist. Then I picked up a silver chain and put it around my girdle and hide it under the boxer shorts.I stripped again stood before full size mirror on the dresser. I had to do something more. I fished for the dresser and came out with two cute temp taros. There. “Yes, we should do that right away.” He turned to Widener and asked, “Does a funeral cost a lot of money?”She hugged him and said, “I have a pre-paid plan we can use, so don’t worry about the expense.”Eric spoke up, “Hey guys, this talk is way too morbid and this awesome dinner is getting cold. Let’s eat!”During dinner, Dr. Widener said, “Now that the reason for you hiding out here is resolved, I guess you can all head back home. I can’t tell you how much I appreciate the sacrifice you’ve made. I am gonna have to remember that." I laughed so hard I almost peed.Of course, Dawson came running from the bulding before we reached Jen's car. "Hold on we aren't finished," he said."Sure we are, if you really had something important to ask, you wouldn't have left us to stew. Now get out of my way," Jennifer said reaching for the handle of her car door."The FBI wants to talk to you," Dawson said to me."Well, I'm going to walk over to the bank parking lot. Then I am going to get into the van,. Smudge was the trendy of the group, spending as much money as he could on fashionable gear. He had a long term girl friend, the lovely Cyn. He had been going out with Cyn since they were 11 and they had been fucking like bunnies for quite a while. He also had a car, a mini Cooper in the classic green and white paint job. Smudge’s dad was a wealthy property developer so he was never short for a few bob. Add to that his artistic talent and Smudge was well set up. His real talent lay in ‘pop art’,.