Then Deborah stood to join her, and Melissa found herself towering over the other woman. Deborah was barefoot. She was also a few inches shorter than ...elissa, even without the difference in heels. Despite the difference in height, Deborah linked her arm with Melissa’s and guided them towards to women’s restroom.As they walked, Deborah commented softly, “You seemed… a little shocked by that last bit.”“Well, ah… well the whole evening, really. I mean, ah, do you actually…”“Pee for him?”Melissa. She reached for him and hugged him."OK, I'll leave. I'm going to get you your own doctor and a therapist and a full time nursing staff. We're going to get you out of here as soon as the doctor approves it and get you back on your feet."After she had kissed him and had bathed him as well as she could, she went to the office. She immediately called a meeting of all of the managers and presented them with a copy of the power of attorney. They asked if Carl was sick and she brushed off their. If you come near closing, I would even be willing to open my private collection."She considered for a moment. "Yes, tonight," she said. "That would be lovely." Please let me buy you a drink as well. There is a lovely private club downstairs that you might enjoy." It's a date," she said. "I'll call if I'm running late."The bookstore was called Little Death and Company. It was nestled just above a club called The Reading Room. Dorothy arrived just after the last customer had gone, so Jim turned. I screamed. Quickly yanking them off, my hands covered my naked tits. The outfit was supposed to entice my husband, not be seen by my son. My mind cleared only marginally, but it reminded me that the bright red thongs were so skimpy that even after trimming my bush some hairs stuck out the sides. And the black fishnets held up by a red garter belt made them look even more slutty. My hands went everywhere at once. I must have looked like an octopus falling from a tree.I shrieked. My right.