"OK, but with two conditions." Which are?" First, we wrestle in the underwear we are currently wearing, and we go to lunch in the clothing we are wear...ing, so you can't put on better clothing now or after. Second, if a piece of my underwear is damaged, you'll loan me the most satisfactory replacements, if I need them to go to lunch or to get home."For you to get home, sure. You won't be wearing any underwear to lunch!"A look into her eyes told me she was very serious about winning. I wondered if. "What is that thing?" Desiree screamed."It's the Jersey Devil," Joe responded.It swooped down at them again when they tried to flee. Joe fell to theground. Desiree desperately fiddled with the contents in her purse as itslowly flew towards them again. As it swooped down past her, she shot it inthe face with her mace. The beast let out an awful howl and landed a fewfeet away.Joe got to his feet, and they moved as fast as they could on the muddysoil, which was not fast enough to keep outrunning. Mary looked very nervous. ‘What is it Mary? Do you know those people?’ I asked. She took a deep sigh and said, ‘That’s Wayne, my ex-husband. That girl he’s with is the one I caught him cheating with. Her name is Helen. Rumor is she’s had sex with so many men she probably doesn’t remember all of them. I told Wayne but he never believed me. He thinks she’s a saint, the idiot.’ I was surprised, Mary didn’t often talk like that. ‘Do you still have feelings for him, Mary?’ ‘Oh, no! I love you,. The image in front of him now was no different. Her large sweater was frilled at the top, long brunette hair fell down her shoulders, but most of all, even though she was wearing a sweater, her ample chest couldn't be mistaken. Mrs. Sanders leaned forward as her sweater fell forward, she crawled up to Adrian and pulled down the covers. "I have seen this done on the internet and wanted to try it myself," the voice of Mrs. Sanders said as she took Adrian's dick out from his boxers. Adrian watched.