But those documents werereal and she was sure it was all real. About 10 minutes later the door opened. she knew is would be Ron. she juststared at him... with hatred as he walked into the living room. "Hello, slut. Aren't you going to welcome me into our home?" "Our home!" she shouted. "What do you mean our home. It's mine!" "OH, but you are wrong, slut!" Ron answered back. "I guessyou didn't read the fine print on your contract with me. It says that I nowown half of everything you own and that. Le me describe my wife, she is a 37yo brunette, stands 5.4' and 125lbs, with a 34b-30-36 body, nice round tits and a beautiful ASS, pretty face and a pair of full luscious lips. She is very conservative when it comes to her wardrobe, she doesn't show to much much flesh but she picks her clothes to suit well on her body, out going, very friendly and polite, mother of two beautiful g***s and a church devoted woman. But in the bedroom she is very hot and wild, and very demanding; we have tried. Boy, was I disappointed when I foundthat Melanie wasn't into any of that. All she had was plain cotton pantiesand cotton bras, and no slips, no nightgowns, nada. She was a sort of plaingirl herself, and was more into the pseudo-hippie look of the time. Crap,those blue panties were an aberration, not the norm.What to do, what to do? Suddenly, the answer sort snuck up and smacked me!I knew that several of my friends had sisters, and most certainly they wouldhave some pretty panties and such. . All of the other neighbors had left except for three black guys. They lived in one of the apartment complexes next to hers . They had all been watching and talking about the game on television. His mother was wearing a very short skirt, with a loose fitting blouse that only had just a few buttons on the front. While asleep she had moved around in such away that her skirt had ridden up to a point where one could see.