I reached up and released her both her hood and burqa veil.Her eyes met mine, and her face burst with a smile of happiness. I nodded for her to follow...me. She nodded and veiled herself, head and leg, making herself legal to walk in public. Then she picked up her crutches and followed me out of the cathedral.My home, the world's central Security complex was adjacent to the cathedral. Grateful Abigail did not have far to walk with her crutches, we made our way to my temporary quarters, a fine. Or i could just waltz in pronouncing my boner to her shocked face. yeah... yeah lets go with that. i opened the door unpronounced she shrieked. ''JAY! um..uhhh i was just.. uhh'' ''it's okay sis i watched you'' i said ''you what! how dare you inavde my privacy like that i should..'' '' i heard what you said, or sreamed in this case'' i told her. ''and i was awake in bed last night''. i inched my way to her face,. Without even the slightest click, whirr, or whine the heavy glass slid along the track in the floor until it slipped into the frame on the other side of the patio. The noise of the surf and the people on the beach faded and fell silent as the widow closed, leaving me in a church-like silence. A strange chill went through me as I realized that it fit into the wall frame exactly the same way a prison door fits into its own frame. The house was completely wired and Waldo had shown me the flat. She giggled again. "Mr. Smith! You are so naughty ... But you like it so much!"She let the dress fall. "Close your eyes."I did. I thought I could tell what she was doing, though. I both dreaded the prospect and found it terrifically exciting. I heard s swishing of cloth, and the next thing I knew, I sensed something under my nose and sniffed.It was the mysterious, magical smell of girl panties! I occasionally got a whiff from Jessie's dirty laundry. I probably had pleasure written all over my.