.. The meal was mostly precooked dishes, the laundry was sitting untouched in the dryer -- hidden for now. Even the last of the dusting was finished w...ith a quick swish or two of a feather duster.I had to admit it, I just wasn't into playing the wife this evening. I hoped hubby wouldn't notice, but I knew that was silly -- he noticed everything. Even when I'd met that strange man, my husband knew something was different about me. That I was quieter. Distracted. "A nap, honey. That's all I needed. " There you go, Rile," I say, handing my sister's boyfriend my 'guitar'as I crash down on the sofa."Cheers," the tall, blonde man says. "Is Jamie doing your party onMonday?" Yep," I say. "Don't get why we have to have a stupid theme..." Oh come on," Paul laughs. "You enjoyed the Top Gear one we threw forJamie's teenaged friend, didn't you?" Yeah," I say. "But 'jeans and a leather jacket' isn't, you know, a'proper' costume, this is..." Ah, you love it really," Jon laughs. "And it's not like it's. "Behind her she heard Miranda's short laugh before the vid-phone announced that it had obtained a connection and the woman turned the volume down. "I'll be up stairs!" called Misty over her shoulder, half noting that Miranda waved an affirmative as her sisters came down the stairs.As they often were, the three sisters were as done up as humanly possible, but this time, their attire was far more formal. Their dresses seemed more like ball gowns than simple formal wear, and Miranda was certain. She got me my own pillowcase, withruffles. And bought me some cosmetics, including pink lipstick that shewants to see me wear. Her joke is that now I'll have my pink lips on herpink lips. Get it? She means her pussy lips. And she bought herselfsomething. She got a couple pair of those girl's underwear that are cutto look like boy's briefs. She strutted around wearing just those, adark T-shirt, and sweat socks. The top sure didn't hide her prettybreasts. Then she practically dragged me.
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