He was nothing like she had met before, so out of her normal easy life. The last couple of days had been like living in a dream world, and nothing see...med to be part of real life. Like a blip out of time. She had heard of Stockholm syndrome, where kidnap victims become attached in a very short time to their kidnappers and she wondered if that’s what had happened to her. Her feelings were becoming tied up to him, the way he seemed to be protective of her, his gentleness and funny sense of. And there was no doubt in the onlooker's minds as to what color thong Teresa was wearing, as her skirt rode up high enough to reveal that information. Brian looked on with glee as his wife exposed more and more of herself. His cock was throbbing from the intensity of this scene. He could tell Teresa was beginning to really get into this as well.Another slow blues tune began and Teresa and Jeff slowed down the dancing. Jeff's hands roamed all over Teresa's backside as they slowly danced closely. There were times her responses made me think thought i was getting somewhere. Then i threw a certain innuendo out and the response i got back was benign or could be interpreted to be innocent. It became a normal thing over those weeks where i would come home from work and do the usual nightly domestic routines. We would talk, mostly intellectual conversations pertaining to her line of work as it relates to my son and others like him. We would have a few drinks, beer was my choice while she. He finally got a purchase on the paper and pulled, ripping a large swath of it away from the box inside. Line after line after line of brightly colored artists pencils was exposed, along with various colors of chalk and a full array of watercolors, brushes and other accoutrements of the artist's trade."COOL!" squealed the excited little boy.Lulu looked at Kris, who had brought the package."That's a professional set," she commented, thinking of how much it must have cost. The kit included a case.