The day was getting better and better, I thought as I sat down. Kristen came in and started massaging my shoulders.After a minute of painfully good ru...bing, she asked, "Honey, are we still doing the get together tonight at the studio? You mentioned that you might have some concerns."I did have some concerns. We were starting to get sloppy, and I was the worst offender. What was I thinking with Madison? What happens if she guesses? Who would she tell? Would anyone believe her?Kristen continued,. Next we helped her into her dress, calming her anxietythat without a waist slip the line would not hang quite right - alegacy, we supposed, of a time when you wore a slip with everything. Thefinishing touch was a spray of her favourite Miss Dior.When the time came, she gave a quick look in the mirror and pronouncedherself ready for the fray. Understandably nerves had started to act upa little. She reached for her handbag and picked up her cane. We helpedher down the corridor to the lounge, her. "She did as I asked and tossed her hair."Like this?" Yes, but lean back a little more... let me see the top of those stockings. Now move your shoulders to the left... now the other side."She responded each time perfectly, moving her body and keeping her blazing blue eyes locked on the camera. She spread her legs slightly."How's this?" she asked. "Does this work for you?" Oh, yes," I growled as the white patch appeared between her thighs. "A little wider..."”Ooh, that’s very naughty,” she. Mercedes disembarked from the passenger seat and strode swiftly to the driver's side and entered the vehicle. Once they had both fastened their seat belts and there was no oncoming traffic, Mercedes indicated to pull out from the secluded area and began the fifteen minute drive to the garage. The journey continued as it had previously, with the two of them engrossed in conversation, albeit an entirely different topic of conversation. Their little escapade and Kevin's premature explosion! He.