Her hair and clothes were disheveled and she moved a little unsteadily but she looked incredible all the same. Her black dress was short enough to sho...w off her firm thighs and her perky breasts shaped the thin fabric perfectly. Her nipples were hard and made it obvious that if she had started the evening wearing a bra she wasn't wearing it now. Amanda reached behind her back and unzipped herself then shrugged and let the dress fall to the floor. As she stood there in her heels and black panties. Buchard was right, Peter realized, he would need a place to stay for the winter, and the chapel would need repairs if it was going to do him any good. So the next day he went back and worked in the smithy, and again the day after, and then he spent three days building a new roof. As promised, every day he worked Buchard gave him something else he would need: tools, pots and pans, a lantern. If Peter needed anything Buchard could not make Buchard traded for it from a neighbor: cloth for. "Oh, no, it's a very open-minded place. Everyone knows about you and really wants you. My girlfriends are excited, and I can tell them that you're as hot in person." She smiled again. "Celebrity is color-blind, Dwayne." Yeah, thanks but no thanks, Cracker State." I got up to leave, and Kim leaned forward pleadingly. She almost got my erection in her eye. "Oh!" she gasped at the bulge in my shorts. "Wait..." she said, and pulled them down, revealing my dick."It's so black, and it's getting. After all, you said that wasn’t a bother either.”Molly sported a large smile. “Deal.” she replied.I smiled back. This was our way of flirting now. Flirting without… without flirting. The smile was all innocence, but I think we both knew. Why else would she ask to take my bed again? I bet she didn’t even believe all that about allergens. She just wanted in my bed again.Hell, maybe she herself was testing to see if I would make the first move. And I didn’t. I was a gentleman who could be trusted..