.I'm not wearing a bra, hosiery, or a panty under it," she said slowly. At that, she stood uncrossed her legs, stood up, and took a sensually long dra... off her 120. She slowly walked over next to my bed, and pushed her chest out causing her perfect 40C breasts to protrude under the knit top. "Oh my," she said, "I think my nipples are showing." A window was behind her, and the moonlight backlit her skirt showing the shadows of her curvy thighs and legs under the light pleated fabric. My penis. ..it was one thing for a person to change a little after sometime. But Jill was now completely unrecognizable from her old self.Without looking up, she lazily asked, "And you, what are you doing....forwork?" She seemed transfixed on admiring her manicure."Um....I work for a large tech consulting firm....you know, just kind ofgo around to our clients and do IT consulting....if you know what thatis....."She looked up at him, smiling.....and then shaking her head."Yeah, I mean, you being an. Her name was Veronica. She didn't look like a Veronica because she had curly red hair and not the long sweeping strands of black that she associated with the Famous Veronica of Archie fame. The girl was also not the least bit shy or introverted and made great pains to let Sally know she was her superior because she had already lost her "Cherry". Sally knew exactly what that was and she was suitably impressed by Veronica's description of the turning point in the young girl's sexual. But how? What had given me away? Was the gift-wrapped pair of panties an angry gesture, full of sarcasm? Was it a signal? And if so, of what? How could I possibly find out? I was standing, mulling over my situation when a com- motion arose from across the room. I caught a fleeting glimpse of Ken rising, staggering, people moving, some backing away, others stepping forward to help. Then there was a crash. The coffee table was overturned and Ken lay sprawled on the carpet. I joined the crowd that.