Best I have had in years.” He couldn’t contain himself and was grinning like the cat that got the cream when he drove off to work.A while after h...e had left, Diane came out to talk. She wanted me to assure her, that Ivan and I wouldn’t tell anyone about the day before. I gave her the old ‘off course we won’t’ and promised her we would stay mum. Then she asked if I would get Ivan to come around again sometime. And coyly asked if I wanted to have lunch with her. But I declined, I was a bit. "Whatcha been doing, Jackson? Sucking Ron's dick?"I turned to Chet. "Thanks for living down to expectation, Chet. That makes this easier. Sorry, Pete -- I only need one back door man." Pete just nodded; he was married, and the wife wasn't present.Stupid to the last, Chet made an ass of himself, rasping, "I KNEW it! All this time you were jerking our chains and you had it all..." He was just warming up for a good rant when the private shrugged and shot him with the same kind of weapon that the. It looked to be made of a satin material and although Pamelawas plump it cinched in her waist, emphasising her large breasts andbuttocks. Suspender straps ran from the garment down her plump thighsand were attached to black seamed nylon stockings. Her feet were shod inthe highest of high heels he had ever seen. The ensemble was completedwith bright red nylon panties.Pamela had on her usual lashings of makeup, this time very dark and Gothlike. Black eye shadow, eyeliner, mascara, pale foundation. It doesn't work that way. Unless you're part of a crowd of femme fatales, somebody in a dark glasses is going to stand out and be noticed." I hate to admit it, but the he's right, Winnie," Jesse said. "A little girl in sunglasses would stand out like a sore thumb. People would think you're playing some dumb little kid's game." I guess I was being a dumb little kid," Winnie said, feeling just like that at the moment. "Wearing sunglasses would let people know it just by looking at me."The little.