“No problem,” I said smiling back. In my mind was another thought besides no problem. I knew she was wearing a girdle. “How?” you ask. Well it... comes from back in the late 1960’s when I was in high school and had discovered that I had this particular fetish for the garment. And I learned that a woman wearing a girdle had this hard feeling caused by the girdle stretching across her ass. The bump of the back of my hand across what should have been a soft supple bit of flesh had told me a story I. ’ His voice was still controlled, but Marion could sense the implied anger and intensity he was conveying. ‘You should give some thought to how a judge would view this evidence when it comes to the custody issue.’ ‘You can’t use this in court. They’ll never allow it,’ she spat. ‘I have news for you, Marion. I can and will use it in court if necessary. It was done in our house with my written permission. That is perfectly legal and admissible.’ His voice had risen and he was broadcasting his. " We'll see, won't we? Get in there!"She paused, looking at him. "Why aren't you moving?"Rob looked uncomfortable. "I...don't think I can."Kathy looked sympathetic. "You'll learn. Let your instincts guide you."Rob got up from the couch and headed to the far side of the room. "Like this?" He pantomimed throwing a ball into a basket."Yes, just like that. See, you're getting it!"Rob continued to throw a nonexistent ball."You're a natural! Why did you think you couldn't score?" Kathy called out to. ... Things seemed to have cooled down a bit, we drank a bit and I sat beside him and we talked a bit but it wasn’t too long before we went back to making out again. He was a great kisser. I didn’t want to stop kissing. in fact, I was sort of hoping I wouldn’t do any more than kissing so that I don’t actually cheat on hubbyI had a sexy dress on and had my bra and panties as a lady should. They were matching and looked very sexy together. I was imagining what would happen once he removes my.