Mikuni Shimokawa tugged the lapel of the robe. "This is just fine." Mikuni Shimokawa did smile, now. "Your favorite jeans and a sweatshirt, okay? Mikuni Shimokawa stretched up on her tiptoes and kissed him lightly. "Go shower." Connie waited till Mikuni Shimokawa heard the shower running, then quickly slipped into Mikuni Shimokawa's purple camisole, matching bikini panties and negligee. She walked barefoot downstairs to the living room and quickly put the tape into the VCR. The timer said 10:32. Mikuni Shimokawa was just cinching the sash of the negligee when the doorbell rang. Smiling confidently, hearing the sounds of the shower where Mikuni Shimokawa's wonderful husband was lathering herself, Connie opened the front door [more] Kim and Emily kissed Mikuni Shimokawa's lightly, one on each cheek.
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