I always liked when she wore knit pants or jeans, as they hugged her curves so well. Now her thong panties were showing me more of them then I had eve... seen. “Leave the shoes on” I said. She was wearing heels today; I loved the way they made her legs and ass look. She put one hand across her chest and the other covering her bush. Then she said in a calm and sincere voice.“I’m sorry for what I called you. Can we please talk business now?”“First, I’m glad that you noticed that this is a. I walked in front of the mirror and began to look at my maintained figure to calm myself down.The humiliation in the airport was provoking the strong woman inside me. Hence, I decided to take a shower which usually helps me get raunchy enough to lure in a guy, desperate for sex, into my bondage.I took out a fresh bra-panty from the bag, a t-shirt, cotton shorts, and placed them neatly on the bed. I removed the clothes that I was wearing and tossed them on the floor beside the bag. As I was. A little bare skin exposed where my sarong gapped open to show my bikini. A little too much laughter at jokes that weren’t that funny. Angel would be so proud of me.And to cap the evening off, an invitation to join him for a dinner party at a mansion nearby tomorrow evening.“This little outfit will be perfect for the late afternoon by the pool,” Jon said. “You see, I am a bit vain. There’s always a competition among the attendees to see who can be accompanied by the most attractive and. ." So you know what I am then?" His face now became soft; his features were so beautiful that I got tears in my eyes. I could not believe that he was a Wiliji, but the look he had given me just moments before proved nothing else than that.I nodded and he sighed. "You're not going to tell anyone, are you? It would not do any good if the rest got to know. It would bring uproar if they knew. They are fighting the likes of me, and I'm in the army fighting for the humans — it does not make sense,.