that she had purchased on her last trip to Fredrick’s Of Hollywood, into the hidden compartment. Then she quickly closed it and set it by the bedroom door. Deana envisioned herself wearing the slinky garment and lying on a bear skin rug. The glowing embers of the fire would illuminate her figure and John’s as they sipped on chilled glasses of brandy. She quivered. Goose bumps appeared, her breasts began to swell, and her pussy tingled with desire. "Oooh God, I can’t wait," she whispered. She hadn’t noticed that John came into the room, until he spoke. "What are you smiling and whispering about, darling?" "Oh nothing really, I was just thinking about how good it will be to get away. You know how I love to bond with Mother Nature," she lied. She then rushed into