Now mum was very fashionable for a 45 year old and i knew that with tight skirts like the one she had on she wore no panties just these sheer black se...amless nylons, i also knew i liked to get them out of the washing an smell them, i was thinking about the smell when i felt mum lift my foot an put in into the tights pull then up a bit an then the other foot she pulled them up to my thighs lifted the dress an pulled them right up to over my belly . i was still facing the mirror, mum was on her. Sasha began to smile as she imagined such luxury against her olive skin. “I think I know just what I want to wear tonight…” she murmured before glancing round to see where her partner-in-crime has gotten to. Aimee came sauntering over, her arms laden with numerous corsets and dresses, grinning from ear-to-ear. Gleefully they headed to the fitting room. Even this space was glamorous and appealing. Everything about the decor oozed class and sex-appeal with its thick dark drapes made of a weighty. I saw breasts squeezed and buttocks slapped, even quims fingered. Several men were made to cavort or trot in place before they were sold, and any man who already had scars on his back, did not bring much in that market.After a pleading mother, her young son and two nubile daughters, both very light colored, were all sold separately, the sweating auctioneer paused, looked about, nodded and then hung a silver medallion in front of his lectern."All the ladies has lef', ain' they?" he asked,. Tell her Stepa Rayevich is calling.”Katya Sergeyevna greeted me a moment later.“Stepa! How are you?”“Good morning, Comrade Colonel! I’m fine, thank you. How is the Colonel this morning?”She laughed, “You know very well that I am no longer a Colonel in the KGB! Everything is fine. Please call me Katya!”I chuckled, “Until the day I die, you will be my good friend «подполковник» Yekatarina Sergeyevna Anisimova, formerly of the KGB!” (“Lieutenant Colonel”)“I suppose for you, I can make a small.