Then she held out a pair of pink latexpanties that were covered with layer upon layer of starched lace frills.I carefully stepped into the panties and...she drew them up my body overthe suspenders and the stockings. Turning around Aunty Jane produced a pair of pink satin pumps with a 3inch stiletto heel and instructed me to place my feet into them. AlthoughI had worn heels before they had not been this high and I felt unsteadywearing them. I wondered how I would get through a full day's. "Let`s start the show," he said. Sandra grabbed at the collar of her blouse to pull it around her throat. "Look, we shoot you, nobody knows nothing and you're dead", said Raymond. "Is that what you want?" Sandra slowly shook her head. "Well get started", ordered Raymond. Sandra knew she had no choice. They could kill her and no one would know until Monday. She began to fumble with the top button to her blouse. She undid one button, then another until all were undone. She paused for a minute to. Mr Grimmhad a reputation for being a ruthless and determined alpha male whoground his enemies under his metaphorical shoes."I'm not sure I should have had that second small glass though,"added Gemma as Dean watched. "I do believe I'm feeling a littletipsy, Mr Grimm. I'm really not used to drinking so much." She puther hand to her mouth as she produced the most delightful littlefeminine giggle and then reached out to briefly touch Mr Grimm'ssleeve, apparently to steady herself. Gemma was dressed. "Honey Bunny, do you want to tell me just why you forgot to finish yourEnglish assignment? It wasn't because you were being naughty was it?" sheasked pleasantly.Her tone and question told him that she knew what he had been looking atlast night. His mind went into panic mode, his face flushed and sweatbroke out on his forehead. Desperately he tried to think of something tosay that would ease the coming punishment."I...I....eeerrrr..I it was an accident Auntie. I...I must have...have hit.