A hydraulic hoist. It would be safer, certainly. Who cared what it cost. One Shelly was worth ten thousand hoists. Why didn't I do this before? I slum...ped in my office chair, gutted. I had never experienced anything like this before. Even when my father died. At least I knew it was going to happen. But Shelly! My Shelly! The woman I was going to marry! No!It was dark by the time I summoned the will to go home. I entered the house quietly. My mother and Jurgen were sitting on the sofa together. Emily here might have to do those things and more. Rest assured, though, this is still Emily, but here she is in a time and place where anything is possible. Therefore I hope the following stats will record how her character might change under your direction.This may seem simplistic to any veterans out there, but it's my first try at this and I honestly don't know how it's going to work out. Here's what you will be working with:Emily's Vital StatisticsObedience: A indication of whether Emily is. As I drank a couple of beers I allowed the towel to drop to the chair fully exposing me to all these guys who at this point had drank several beers apiece. I asked if anyone had any sunscreen and quickly a bottle was handed to me. I asked if anyone would rub the lotion on me and everyone volunteered. Before long I had hands all over me not only rubbing lotion on me but fingers up my snatch and of course hands all over my breasts and ass. I moved to a large beach towel out in the sun to sunbath.. Upon seeing my inner thigh i noticed a big bulge under his short pants. I can feel how thirsty his cock must be and how bad his cock wanna piece of my wet clean shaven pussy! I knew this was my best chance to make a move. after applying soap to his body, i moved on to his legs. i started from his toes and all the way to his thigh. once i reached his thigh, i looked at him and his eyes were closed and he was shaking a little. Probably nervous coz he knows his stepmom is up to something naughty..