It was this impulsive rashness that brought her to her regrettable demise in the Cafe du Concorde and could indeed have led her to even greater disast...r.It was perhaps the spring air during the Easter break from school that was the root cause behind Yvette’s serious lack of judgement, for the warm weather and liberty from work had induced in her a somewhat frivolous and enervated mood. Still there was nothing sinister in her decision to drive that evening to attend a reunion party with some old. I could see disappointment on my beloved wife's face.After a few minutes of silence I said we should be going. When we got outside Chris spotted him coming through the entrance doors. She nudged me and said "Please Paul quickly". So on our 10th anniversary I found my self walking up to a total stranger with my heart thumping in my chest, my throat rigid as if afraid to speak, my dick throbbing so much I was close to shooting a load in my pants. I rather pathetically asked the dreaded yet. "Hello my name is Mrs. Betty and I like to welcome you to my shop.Your floor advisors know what you need. So why don't you join them andget started. Have fun ladies," Mrs. Betty said.Our first stop was the underwear section. Each of us got ten cottonpanties in all colors of the rainbow. Then came the bras. The ones wewere getting were training bras. "Hey what the big idea. I'm beenwearing a regular bra for three years now," Chris said. "These are theones that you will get. For the benefit of. Not sure if I’ll be in the crew on the filming days,” I bluffed, said goodbye and left.On leaving, I checked out the lane it was on, the untidy entrance to an adjacent copse which could be easily reached across the garden. It was easy after that. Keys made and the plan.Having talked to Rani during our filming, always curious about how are things made and done, she told me she always gets into the houses the day before with the vendor’s agreement to wander round and thoroughly immerse herself in.