" I think I'd better get you some more panties."I went up to have a shave and looked at myself standing there in my slipand panties and wondered how m...any other men in the world were shavingthis morning dressed like me?Surely not many I thought, except perhaps gay men. Did that mean I wasgay?Then I felt Lorraine's arms around me and she spun me round and sat meon the edge of the bath."Let me tidy up those messy eyebrows of yours" she said as she startedplucking my eyebrows."Oh, oops, sorry, I. You could probably fly this thing right now straight and level and you could probably make turns without too much problem either, but hovering in place for a long time is one of the more difficult maneuvers and that's how a lot of the ops in this battle are going to be done." Like I said, just a thought. But as soon as we kick these assholes out of here, how about we have some hands-on lessons." It'll be the first thing," Brett said. "Now lets get finished up here. We still have one more day of. A hint, a clue? No idea.Saturday afternoon around one. Pilar and I were doing laundry — a week’s worth of sheets and towels.I said, “Unicorn?”“Let’s.”Being a trained detective, licensed, I noted the number of eyeballs that clocked Pilar’s little twitchy-butt in white short-shorts as we threaded our way through the dining room to the last free table in the bar area.She was, admittedly, quite a sight. That cinnamon skin, her good posture — it looked like she was balancing a book on her head. And. She did smooch my cheek several times and did reach back over to my slit. She fingered me from behind, but kept her face close. Emma managed not to let Ms. Lewis's bush bother her, but it did me a little bit.Some of her hair got into my mouth and had me gag because she had a bigger bush than Emma. Although, just like Emma, I was up for the challenge. I clutched her thighs as well and did my best to keep the thrills alive and kicking.Judging by how Ms. Lewis kept pressuring my head, I had her on.