I need to know dad. I need to know so I can fully appreciate what he went through. It’s the only way apart from doing fifteen years behind bars myse...f,” she said.The man across from her was shaking his head, but then he had a thought.“Okay, and I’ll try to set it up. It might take a few days, not sure. But maybe,” he said. “But in the interest of full disclosure, my dear, I cannot walk on water, nor can I change water into wine. But, those admitted to, I have discovered that I can change money. To my surprise she did not release me but held the hug for what seemed like a couple of minutes. When she released me she asked if I wanted to stay for a bit and have a glass of wine. I said OK and she said to make myself comfortable in the living room.she followed me in with a bottle in her hand and asked me to open it while she found some glasses. As she bent over Ito open the cupboard I caught a glimpse up her skirt and saw she was wearing stockings and suspenders and that she also had very. Fourteen gussets in front, and four on each side. The shoulder strapswere fat and thought they were now loose, I knew what they were for:Shoulders back, tits out, out. I was pleased that the corset had alittle shelve, for now, standing, the wires were pulling my nipples andI was in pain again."Janice will do the makeup for you."Steve began to pull on the laces, mostly just threading them andaligning them and tightening a bit. And then he began to pull.Janice approached and began to put on make. She was becoming a clodpate like his father although not as fast. His parents hadn’t always been quirky. In fact, his father had once been a university professor--- “for more than a decade”, he’ll have you know; dressed to perfection, strutted with nods, and gulled by self-importance that sometimes put his chin above his nose. Then, fell the guillotine. He said it was “mutual agreement”. Others used the word “indiscretion”. He smirked, flipped them off and left the building. Hell, he.