She'd seen him. She'd speeded up.Good. The bitch was afraid of him. It gave him a sense of power to know it.She'll be even more afraid soon, he though...t. And then wondered what he'd meant by that thought.She hurried through the garage entrance, and managed to duck into the elevator. The door closed before he could catch it and the elevator started upward.I cowered against the back of the elevator as I saw him lunge to try to stop it. But he was too late; I was on my way up to my car and. .. Hey, if I gotta spell this out it's gonna cost you another twenty.' I paid.'You walkover and say, Hi, my name is -Insert your name here- would you mind if I join you. If she says yes, you're in like Flynn. Offer to buy her another drink. Ten minutes of small talk -no more, no less- and if she hasn't invited you upstairs to her room then you suggest taking this conversation upstairs. If she says yes, you get to go home with a cougar pelt to put on your bed. If she says no, then apologize for. You told me you wanted to save our marriage. Instead, you spent a drunken night telling some raunchy yo-yo who was trying to get laid all our troubles. You have yet to hear my side of what happened, but it's pretty obvious you spent the night fucking this sidewalk psychiatrist shit-for-brains."While Susan was choking down the aspirin Peter wandered downstairs. Susan followed him after stripping off her badly soiled clothes and slipping on her terrycloth robe.Seeing her come into the room, Peter. It barely covered her pussy from top to bottom. She couldn't hope to bend over at all and keep covered. I think it was intended to go over a bikini bottom and be worn at the beach, but that wasn't about to keep me from making Nina wear it. I bought the matching tube top which was probably as wide as the bottoms. It might just cover all of Nina's small tits. On a bigger breasted girl, I doubt it would have covered from the bottom of the tits to the top of the nipples. It was perfect for my.