He drove slowly and parked his car, waved a couple of neighbors and then changed his clothes. He wore an inconspicuous white T-shirt and jeans, and ea...sily sneaked into his wife’s friend house. She was away, that tall beautiful brunette who always watched him when he was doing the lawn. She had a great taste in panties and he easily picked up a few of her silky underwear. Then he went to the next house and took a few of the red sassy panties that their slutty friend loved to wear while she was. One was a letter from Julian that spoke of trust and a possibility of a growing friendship. Friendship here I figured was like the friendship between senators but at least it had a chance of growing.We saw the Persians off with some food and a letter of safe conduct if they ran into any Roman patrols. The Romans would have to be good to catch these men.I escorted them out of the city and said farewell a few miles further away. They shook my hand and it looked like BamshAd might hug me the way. She looked so sexy in her outfit. Her little butt under her white string bikini panties over top of her black garters! Damn! And she knew it, too.I heard water run and sounds of her dressing. When she emerged, she had put on her little black dress. It was just long enough to cover her stocking tops. Sitting may be a problem. She clicked across the floor atop of her heels. “You looked outstanding!” I exclaimed and meant it.She gave me her winning smile. “Thanks, Sweetie. Now I’m just going. .. even if he was Chaosian. Sometimes one has to explain the rules. "She wants to inspect her ranch." Where's the rest of the body?" Mr. Gorget said."We're assuming you knew he was a renegade hero. Is that true?" Well, he said he was ... and his women said he was. What ever that means." His corpus has been returned to whence it came," said Jack."I guess we better go up to the house and talk to the women about it." said Mr. Brass Plaque.Since most houses on Chaos are built of wood, a house of.