.. but she kept the bit that confirmed her as a woman...A beautiful woman ... an incredible woman ... a sexy ... sensual ... sexual woman!He wanted to...touch her.He needed to feel her soft skin.He stepped closer to her, and her lips parted in anticipation, as she squared her shoulders, thrusting out her breast, almost in challenge to him.Her feet shifted, to open her legs ... just a little, but everything she did was an invitation to him...Here! She seemed to be saying, look ... see ... touch. Remember we are watching you at all times. Now go and get dressed and go home. One last thing, if you kill yourself you sister will take your place."Without speaking Angie walked into the locker room. She took off her shoes to put on her stockings and had to stand on her toes. She realized that he was right. She would always have to wear spiked heals even at home around the house. She put on the same clothes that she had on except they had given her a bigger top to wear.When she got home she. Um...who are you?" Now, now, names aren't so important, thrown in your window hey, thatwould explain the recent bumps, how ill mannered of them. So you don'tknow who I am and I'm guessing you upset them..." Well yes, but not intentionally..." Well don't worry then, any enemy of them is a friend of mine. Theythink I'm going to do their dirty work for them do they? - Well that'snot happening. You've freed me and I think you deserve some reward. Nowlet's think. If it's gypsies you're fighting how. She looked at him astonished. Was he being serious? She didn’t know what to do or say. She was so caught in the moment that she turned and nervously lay down on the sofa, hitching up the back of her cute white dress, exposing her behind covered in the thick black tights she had bought and put on before coming out this evening.Mark smiled at her and placed a hand on her arse. He slowly pulled down her black tights and with it the light green panties she was wearing. He could hear her gasping in.