His toothbrush was in his overnight kit too far away. In his locker he’d taken great pains to hide a bottle of cheap whiskey for duty weekend consum...ption. The whiskey would purify his breath. Too, he’d share generously with Petra. After a detour to the lockers, he traversed walkways separating the ugly faceless buildings toward the back gate. Brandt stopped in the shadows for a fortifying drink. Since he hadn’t seen a soul he strolled on with bottle in hand instead of tucked in his jacket.. Leaning over, Carla softly pressed her lips against his. “Thanks for a great evening, Marty. You’re a swell guy. Maybe I’ll see you again.” “Yeah,” he answered. “Maybe so.” Carla opened the door and was gone. He stood there naked staring at the door for several minutes. An hour later Marty was sitting on his couch holding a cup of coffee in one hand and a pair of frilly yellow panties in the other. He was grateful that she had been in a hurry to leave and forgot to get the panties before she. ”It was the next morning that I called her back.“Change of plans, Tara. I’m thinking it might be a good time for me to come get you and Derek, and bring you over here for a short visit. You can stay with me and Dan, and you can go visit with Mizz Patel in the morning. Does that sound like fun?”“Umm. Cindy, I’d like to do it, but this is pretty short notice.”“Tara, I can fly over there this morning, and we can be back here this afternoon. Look, why don’t we do it this way: Stop whatever you’re. We had lunch after walking around for like an hour. She said she wanted to get some jeans so we went to another clothing store. She went to try some on and told me to meet her in the room in about 2 minutes. Well I joined her after 2 minutes and noticed that she didn’t try on anything. She showed me her purse and inside was her panties. I knew where this was going. She put her purse up and I started to lift her dress to look at the ass again. She was chubby and I love it. Her ass cheeks were.