It was 10:30 in the morning I went near to the bathroom door and peeped in through the key hole. She was completely nude, but I was just able to see h...er backside. I know no one is at home so I stayed there for some time and keep on wishing her to turn around. To my luck nothing happened, then I decide to go to the change room which is our bed room as well and making sure my mom doesn’t know I was awake. She came inside and started changing her clothes with her front facing my way and asking me. .Latex..so form fitting. Your tiny cock starts getting hard as you imagine doing more than just riding with her. Her long blonde hair, teased by the wind and her long bright red finger nails wrapped around the steering wheel tease you even further.Startling you back to the present you hear her say " do you like what you see?". "Ummm, yes ma'am" you reply, embarased at getting caught checking her out. "It's ok Slandy, I have that effect on men". She reaches a hand over, touching your leg, then. " Well that takes care of most of them, but a couple would see it as a personal thing." Yeah, it is hard to reason with some people." I smiled knowing Vlad was armed to the teeth. He was out to make sure I left New York on my feet not in a box. I had no idea if it was just a job with him or personal. It didn't really matter, I decided.After I returned to the apartment, I struggled with the decision about the file on Autumn. I broke into laughter. It took me all that time to get the joke her. The shelf above it held a few trinkets, and as her gaze fell upon the centermost one, Abigail was torn between embarrassment and hope. The eyes of the angel seemed to follow her with reproach. She reached up with shaking hands and stopped. Surely if she tried to pick up the little statuette now, she would drop it and the angel would shatter on the hardwood floor. That last sign of disrespect, unintentional as it might be, would surely seal her fate. And she was afraid to touch the angel..