You made me proud, Paul!"She kissed me again, but the kiss wasn't serious, not like the first one. I think she finally realized I needed all the breat...ing room I could muster, and kissing curtailed the effort. She rolled off me and moved gracefully to her feet."Upsey-daisy, big guy," she said, pulling at my arm. "You've a fan club to face." Argh! Let me lie here and die."She laughed gaily. "Ah, they'll forgive you, buddy boy. They'll huff and puff, but in the end, they'll forgive you, unless. At that moment, Bill felt as though life wouldn't get any better. He caressed her nylon clad foot framed in the indescribable, sexy dark toe and heel of her newly acquired stockings. He was beside himself with arousal as she told him how and where she purchased these sheer gems adorning her legs and feet. This was the pinnacle of his nylon fetish. To be able to share it's effect on him with a pretty girl, who loved him like he did her, was simply priceless. Too bad he eventually blew it all. I grabbed the pink panties andtraining bra, along with a pair of white nylon ankle socks with pink laceand then ran out of the room, and down the hall. Then it was down to the2nd floor to my parent's bedroom. Once there, I pulled on the bra andpanties, took a long, sheer pink peignoir robe from my mother's closet, andpulled on the socks, and stuffed my feet into a pair of white high heeledpumps. Pulling the robe over my arms, I got a delicious feeling, and knewthat it was right for me. Finally,. She is waiting in the lobby." Oh damn, I forgot. Please send her in here Norma."I stand up and walk over to the coffee machine. I hear a soft knock on my door. "Come in Ms. Smith."The door opens, and I smell the sweet scent of vanilla. I snap my head around to see this beautiful woman, Ms. Smith isn't really all that tall, maybe five feet six, 120 pounds, long reddish hair, and big beautiful dark brown eyes. "Hi Mr. Fields, I'm Anna Smith. I hope I'm not disturbing you."I'm standing here just.