"Thank you. That was ... awesome." You don't mind?" I don't know," I told her honestly. "When I have time to think about it, I might feel guilty. Just...now, I feel pretty relaxed. Your nipples are still spiked, though."She coloured. "Thank you so much for pointing that out. Come on. Let's go..." and preceded me through the door.She was waiting for me outside, still in bodyguard mode; her eyes were darting around checking what I assumed to be a threat-free environment."We need sand-shoes," she. My, what a pretty girl. And so young. Please call me Grandpa Bob." Thank you Grandpa Bob." I see you're wearing your academy jacket with a white blouse, a blue pleated skirt and saddle shoes. I love the white sweat socks and the saddle shoes. Perfect. I see that all your underwear is either white or some pastel colors. What color bra and panties are you wearing right now?" White, Grandpa Bob. I'm still in junior high school and I wear almost all white cotton underwear. But I needed some new. I need to speak with you.’ I was afraid that something bad had happened to Mrs Porter, but I sure as hell didn’t plan to enter that house without more reason than I had at that moment. Instead of going inside, I backed into the yard where I dialed 911 on my cell phone.. ‘911 What is your emergency?’ the female voice asked. ‘I found a door kicked in when I tried to get in touch with the resident at 200 Crestview Circle. I think you need to send the police or sheriff out. I think someone has. He introduced me to his crew so they wouldn't try to bust me for being where I shouldn't and I was off.In the week that followed, I stuck my nose into everything, asked lots of questions and generally made a pest of myself. It got so employees would see me and not think twice about it which is what I intended. People tend to relax around the familiar and when they relax, they get careless.I was taking a short cut to the admin offices through the testing labs when I saw a guy pushing a flat with.