Late For DinnerChapter 45 Whose Girlfriend Is She
Kathy skipped up the stairs to her room and slipped a pair of black stockings over her lanky legs. How good it felt to be decent again! She slid her nylon-covered feet into a pair of five-inch black heels and enjoyed the "click click click" they made as she hurried down the staircase to join in the festivities. "Hi, Sweetheart," Christi smiled as Kathy rounded the corner to the living room, "sorry we started without you." The pretty brunette was dangling by her wrists from one of the...