I never wore panties in any case, except during my period, then only a miniscule G-string. The request intrigued me and made me wet with anticipation ...f meeting our new boss.I sneaked a peek at my beautiful coworkers, Maureen, Isobel and Prudence. They were wearing the prescribed stockings but each with a different kind of dress. Maureen was a tall slender woman, with a fiery bush of red hair and a winning smile. She was the production manager and wore a light green dress.Isobel, on the other. She wouldn't be able to live with herself otherwise.Still with a worry over her safety, the next day she met up with Rayoutside a prestigious office in the city centre. He took her in andthey were shown up to his Solicitor's office where she was introduced tothe lawyer Charles Schoville, who mentioned that he knew Bill well, ashe had also acted for him on a number of occasions."Ray, I hope you don't mind but I put your story to a policeman I knowand he asked to be present, do either of you. With the deck raised about two feet off the ground I had an excellent vantage from which to look into J’s living room and kitchen area. Being such a wonderful neighbour, J rarely closed her curtains and never had blinds on her back door, thus providing me with an all but unobstructed view. I noticed that her bedroom and en-suite bathroom windows were open to let the cooling air into her house and that her blinds were slanted in a way that allowed me to see into her windows. Her TV was on but I. .! The way this thingchanged her is scary, but it's not something I can rescue her from, asthough she'd joined a cult and separating from her from it would startundoing the brainwashing. It's biological. Friday night you and Italked about the way we've been feeling different, still loving eachother but not wanting sex anymore, and I think the same kind of thingis happening to Anne and the others here, in reverse. Something likeit is probably happening to everybody everywhere, really. If.