Brady worthy of a second glance.The security guard had given Mrs. Brady a perfunctory once over as he looked in her purse and then opened her briefcas.... I noticed she held an oversized textbook under her arm. Innocent enough for a librarian I suppose and the security guard must have thought so as well as he didn’t bother to inspect the textbook beyond a cursory glance at the cover.As the lady had access to the one room to all the rare books I wondered if I had just stumbled on to how Mrs. Brady. “What?” she begged before the mischievousness of her demeanor exuded a shy smile.“ I, I, I…” I stuttered. “I guess I’m just having a hard time taking all this in. I stopped looking for you a life time ago. I just gave up. It was too hard to keep looking. Too many disappointments. So many hurts. Hope became a dangerous thing for me. But it was always you. I have been waiting for you all my life.”At this Phyllis reached out with extended finger tips and took one of my hands as she looked down at. )Just like in your story, I wore a tank top, only mine had no built in bra so my tits swung freely underneath. I pulled on an old pair of jeans, no panties. I stuffed my small pink vibrator in my pocket, and slid on some old sandals. I stepped outside, only to discover a light rain was falling. I was so horny though, I decided not to let it stop me.I drove to the house I'd picked. It was at the end of the backmost road, so I was pretty sure I wouldn't have any company. I looked around. Hedidn't remember ordering anything else so he wondered what it couldpossibly be. He left it there as he walked to the sidewalk and lookedinside the mailbox. There was nothing there, so he headed back to thehouse still trying to think of what the mystery package could be. When hebent down to pick it up, he could see the shipping slip and let out a lowgroan as he saw it was from Sharper Uniforms. His maid uniforms hadarrived.When Tom got inside, his curiosity got the better of him and he opened.