Her experience with the older woman the day before had been a real eye opener for her. Feeling the gentle touches of a woman had been a shock at first... but as the woman had toyed with her she feel into her grasp as her body craved the feelings her hand had given her.So as she opened the office door she was ready for what the woman wanted from her.Mrs. Demarre sat behind her desk as she expected as the girl walked in. Today the older woman was wearing a blood red dress that complimented her red. ”And what did your hands do?”“Nothing.”“Claire.”“Okay, they pressed on my nipples and pussy.”“Did it feel good?”“Yes, it made me think of you.”“Good, well done, tonight another baby step, don’t wear your nightie, just your knickers.”“I couldn’t do that, it’s not right and someone might see me.”“I thought that you lived on your own Claire.”“I do.”“Didn’t you say that your apartment was on the third floor?”“It is.”“I bet that you close all your curtains at night as well don’t you?”“I do.”“So no. “Well, let me help you get undressed.” Grace unbuttoned Lauren’s blouse and tossed it onto the chair. She unlatched her bra and it fell to her waist. “Lay back so I can get your skirt”. Lauren laid back and Grace slid the short jean skirt over her feet. “Where are my panties?” Lauren mumbled.Quickly realizing that she had no memory of the morning’s event, Grace smiled and simply replied, “Oh you took them off earlier to pee.”Lauren rolled over and Grace pulled up the covers. “Sweet dreams,. ) No Iwasn't chubby, and it'd probably require me to eat a whole mountainbefore I'd get overweight, but I had gotten 'puffier.' Especially mychest and my butt, which embarrassed me normally, but now seemed like itwould be perfect, if I were to wear some of Mary's clothes.Was I really about to do this? I shook my head in frustration... Icouldn't. It would be mad. It was just the result of my extreme boredomand loneliness. I was going a bit loopy without Mary. I had gotten madspending all my days.