Two pairs of "opaque" pantyhose under myfishnets was enough to hide the nude bodyshaper that holds the pads inplace. So, the hem went up pretty high.... My inner Harley smiled.I thought I could decorate a pair of boots to make them look a lot likeHarley's, but maybe be a little less extreme than hers given that I needan enormous size (women's 12). I bought a pair of Carolbar "high chunkyheel short boots" (highly recommended), and used black and orangeelectical tape to decorate them (that worked. Yes...she's THAT amazing!!Yet, as we look at each other, that scalding gaze she's giving me as she casually fingers herself very slowly, I knew I had to do something....or i may temp fate...and death....and attack her once more!Then, i grin.....an idea.I stand, her smile growing and her fingers speeding up their self-assault, as she watches me walk around the bed. At the side i stop, reaching down and grabbing hold of that playful hand, pulling it away from its target and lifting it up and over. This room hadobviously been partitioned off at some time, because a door in thepartition was the only means of access to the small bedroom. Thisalteration was presumably done when Dorothy was born, and I had occupiedthis small bedroom until we were married,A turn to the left, at the top of the stairs took you straight into thesitting room; a good sized room; nearly as big as the shop area. Thisillusion had been created by the inclusion of a large, square baywindow, that projected out over the. " showing her that i was being considerate."U ready to go for another round later after her? Please don't disappointment me. Pick me up from here then but when the time is decided - will u?" she suggested.I assured her and agreed without a second thought. Just as i was done texting, J was done too. She was looking happy- maybe knowing that her love orifice going to be thoroughly pounded by this lustful lover. Most of the vehicles already left the carpark leaving the area with just a few cars..